Posted by
M. Grey on Wednesday, November 12, 2008 6:30:44 PM
America is now Obama Girl. And like a new bride, when Mr. Right has
promised you Hope and Change, you don’t want to hear a naggy friend or
sister try to warn you about his drinking, cheating, or gambling in the
middle of your honeymoon. If you're mixing it up with new Brides of Obama still wearing his
portrait on their shirts or still with the “Hope/Change” pin on their lapels, dare them to
interrupt the Rapture just for a moment to ask themselves a few
questions. The election was after all less about
him than it is about
us.
Playing with the Race Card
First,
something all but the Aryan Brotherhood can agree on: the moment is
historic in a good way, beyond what we can possibly understand right
now. About our ability to succeed regardless of race, it says something infinitely positive. How ironic that some
expressions of support for Obama said the opposite.
Back during
primary season, I thought, “There’s much to like here.” By the end of
campaign season when it was down to Him and Him, I confess: the choice
was difficult. As my pen hovered over the oval on the ballot (that’s
how we do it in my precinct), I couldn't do it. I know people who would be suspicious right
now. Did I resist because the circle would become black? Because the
man is
black? On the campus
where I work, a number of people who don’t know me from Adam and know
Obama only from TV would jump in right now and tell me “Yep, sister,
that must be your problem.” Obama can only be questioned or doubted if
the Doubter is stupid or racist.
Every action creates an equal
and opposite reaction. I wondered, why do some of his supporters think
Obama needs the shelter of racial accusation to protect him? Why
trivialize and muddify the entire concept of racism? Obama himself
raised the shield in a more jovial style of pre-emptive victimization
(“they” will mention my funny name/I don’t look like the other guys on
the money). Meanwhile, hardly an Obama joke could be found anywhere on
late-night talk, and save a few GOP pranksters who over-emphasized the
“Hussein,” most of America went cold turkey on the irreverence binge
that cuts everyone else running for office right down to size. A few comics are now pretending they WISHED Obama were good for a few laughs, but there's just no material; we now have
perfection. They're now having a fire sale on the old Bush is an Idiot/McCain is Old schtick, and I'm guessing it will be like the sleazy furniture store down the block: it's not gonna close anytime soon.
Mr. Right, or Mr. Perfect?
If
Obama makes mockable decisions in office, will we stay on a
no-criticism fast to protect ourselves from the “racist” label? Are we
so desperate for something other than the cartoon presidents we helped
create that we’re ready to saint the new one based mostly on the one
word that sold the campaign? (change; CHANGE!!!).
How about if we apply equal opportunity to our irreverence: let it rip when it’s earned—
even when it’s one of our ideological or racial own—and
shut the hell up when it’s not. If we can only see the myopia and
incompetence, greed and self-aggrandizement, or plain silliness in the
“Other” and not in our own, there, my friends, is Step Number One in
setting ourselves up for massive disappointment in the shiny new
version of Hope and Change.
On Media Cycles and Gettin’ Mavericky
Sure
I’ve addressed you as “my friends” and questioned Barack (we know him so well, we can use his first name). McCain must've been my man. As
we all know, if that’s so, then I voted for Bush. Heck, then I AM Bush.
Here’s what needs to be said about McCain.
When he ran against
Bush and when he opposed him on policy after, he was a media favorite.
When I say “The Media,” think broken-record style of reporting that
repeats essentially the same script on the nightly news whatever
network channel you happen to be on. And CNN. And Keith Olbermann,
though the script gets wackier there. Thus the “conventional wisdom”
churns out day to day (that’s
why, leftish lovers of free speech, we wonder why the very existence of
Fox News and talk radio puts you all in a heap).
The Media
dubbed McCain a Maverick long before it became his 2008 campaign slogan
and long before Tina Fey put on Sarah Palin’s glasses and went all
“mavericky.” Liberals named McCain the guy they could live with, the
thoughtful anti-Bush. This year, the DNC, aided by the conventional
wisdom-makers, ingeniously convinced us that McCain is Bush’s Siamese
twin somehow walking around on his own two legs but still sharing the
same retarded (yet somehow megalomaniacal and diabolical) brain.
Processed
in the same cycle, Britney Spears is crazy trailer trash and unfit mom
one day, a genius music maker making a bold statement for women’s
rights with her oiled-up naked skin the next. What will the cycle do to
Obama? Depends on how soon we get bored, how fast we get impatient with
his Salvation Delivery time, how lax we are in paying attention to what
matters and asking the right questions, how much we shut out all
information except what we think we already know for sure.
Hypocrisy Gone Wild
So
we were told, a vote for Obama is a vote against the politics of hate
and an act of love for the middle and lower classes. Some
Barack-ophiles expressed the idea through Palin hate mail, death
threats, and festive Halloween displays, like Palin swinging from a
noose. Funny how with Palin on the ropes, it’s art and free expression,
but with someone else it would have been a hate crime. Is laughing off
the former a good antidote for genuine examples of the latter? Hm.
Before
she had opened her mouth to give us some policy ideas and aptitudes to
evaluate, others went after her family (she, after all, created a
wanton teenager and a Down Syndrome kid she allowed to live). Some
suggested that she should—well—stay home and raise them. This year, we
learned that feminism is only for a few.
Pre-Palin, Alaska was
sacred ground, the place we dare not ravage with our hefty oil-mining
industrial footprint, because of the pristine, priceless land and the
endangered caribou we hold so dear. Post-Palin, Alaska was a podunk
state of a couple of hundred losers and some worthless caribou,
governance over which hardly counts as relevant experience for national
leadership.
Palin failed the Katie Couric test, 2008’s version of the Stanford-Binet Intelligence Measurement, and ever since has worn the scarlet
I
for Idiot. Joe Biden, the 24-hour ATM of embarrassing gaffes, got a
pass. Funny how fate made Biden the VP of the “clean and articulate”
black man he was running against so long ago (well, actually not that
long . . .). Funny also how a Senate Lifer and a Senate Ingenue, who
hadn’t yet done anything to rock the Washington boat, are this year’s
Washington Outsider Breaths of Fresh Air. Palin doesn’t get how
Washington works, and doesn’t particularly like it. Conventional Wisdom
Translation: she is the 5th Beverly Hillbilly, slightly less educated
than Jethro Bodine.
Then came Joe the Plumber. He
questioned Obama. Not threatened. Not protested against. Before Joe
cashed in on his 15 minutes, before he said boo about supporting
McCain, he asked a question. Obama’s answer initiated discussion about
his policy and the implications of “redistribution of wealth.” Not his
race, not his personality, his policy. Joe the Plumber’s reputation was
promptly picked clean—his license to plumb; his tax records; did he
REALLY know a pipe wrench from a water key?
With
reporters and common Joes who questioned, the Obama campaign sometimes
behaved like Richard Nixon, though not so much as some of the
Believers. When I hesitated over the oval, I thought of the symptoms
that Obama has thin skin and his supporters will push him toward
fascism, not his skin color. Tell your liberal friends not to get their panties in a big twist when the word “fascism” is used to describe their methods. Just say, "You know you think it’s ok
to be a hater, as long as you’re hatin’ on the right people."
Political Influences & Character Issues: Bill Ayers vs. Spongebob Squarepants
For
a time, it was every reporter’s dream to get George Bush to fess up to
wrongdoing, to SOMETHING he had done and regretted. (Finally, post election, he's aplogizing for everything but being born). For years they
stewed over what he reads, IF he can read. And then Palin failed to cough
up an acceptable reading list AND a roster of Supreme Court cases. You
just know the assumption is that both their answers to “Who do you
read/who has influenced you the most” would be Jesus and Spongebob, not
necessarily in order of importance.
Questioning Obama’s
association with Reverend Wright, Bill Ayers, et al. was fair game. Ask why probing the extent of the INFLUENCE of these men, as well as Karl Marx
or Spongebob, in shaping Obama’s political philosophy and the policies that will govern us all
should be off limits. During the election, the question was perceived
as nothing more than gratuitous “going negative.” Obama: “Reverend
Wright controversial? Huh—I missed that.” “Gee, I was only 8 when Bill
did his bombing.” Uh huh—but you were a full-grown community organizer
when you were shaping your political career and your policy ideas and
floating around in some of the same circles as these guys. I want to
believe that Obama will be a strait-talking leader. The hem/hawing
about his associates was troubling, and not because I envisioned Obama
and Ayers mixing explosives together in the White House basement. Why
not simply tell us what ideas you have in common and which you
repudiate?
All politicians break promises. When they’re
in office, they sometimes have no choice. Their promises collide with
the ones some other batch of politicians made to their salivating
constituents. Does it bother the “
Get the money out of politics!!!!!”
voters that Obama broke his promise and drove over campaign finance
reform, and public financing, in order to get to the Big Bazaar to sell
pieces of himself to anybody who could fork over the dough? (and some
gigantic batches of it!) Yet, “All for the rich” McCain stuck to the
law he helped pass, stuck with public financing, and ended up hawking
QVC-type goods on
Saturday Night Live.
“Republican Without Money” was by then not so much a joke. Obama may be
no worse than most; but does he deserve to be haloed as Holier than the
Rest? Not this year.
Over the Rainbow to the New Dawn: Change, Change, Change
O
and B promise equality for all—but neither one supports gay marriage.
Biden/Palin on that issue, in their debate, may as well have been
playing for the same team—but Palin is the “homophobe.”
O
and B are currently scanning a long list of old Clinton people for the
new White House of Change. They want to bring back some bad OLD ideas
that didn’t work when Europe tried them and new ideas
whose consequences nobody cared to question too much. Anybody crying a
tear for the coal miners who thought Obama would save their dying industry? Barack “I’m for
clean coal” Obama made a tape that hardly made a blip in the news (see
the
San Francisco Chronicle),
the one where he talked of his fresh new Cap and Trade Policy that will
be the most punitive in the world, and how people can build
coal-powered plants if they want to—they’ll just go bankrupt if they
try. The Brides of Obama thinking “I don’t burn or dig coal, no big wup,” may want to riddle us this: do their hearts sing when Obama talks about how energy costs will
“necessarily skyrocket” under his plan? That one scares the living
Jesus out of me; some of us are still paying last year’s heating bills.
“The Wealthy” Who?
Oh
wait, I’m “the wealthy.” I must be, because I have an “investment.”
It’s an old house we’ve been trying to restore for 13 years. Obama
never came around like Jimmy Carter to pound some nails or sand a few
boards. Yet, when it’s sold, Obama says we have to give him a bigger
chunk of our “capital gain.” We’re scraping mortgage payments together
on a credit card, and if all expenses were tallied and time investment
considered, we would come out great if Obama sent us a check for 20% of
our LOSS. In Obama’s utopia, perhaps the “wealth” can be redistributed
to the guy next door who sits in his back yard drinking beer and
letting his house rot while making cracks about all that unnecessary
work we’re doing.
When you hear politicians talk about “The Wealthy,” do you
picture Thurston Howell III? Donald Trump? It’s a trigger designed to
make all of us think of somebody NOT US getting fat and happy off the
sweat of our brows. If our leftish friends can’t empathize with business owners who are
not Exxon but help make the economy go, as they wonder if they will be
able to keep their businesses under the vague economic plans proposed
by everybody, then remind them that they ain’t gonna be a helpful part of “The
Change.” If they start talking about the sacrifices we have to make to shrink our carbon footprints, just get out the duct tape.
US out of Iraq
Obama
has had perfect 20/20 hindsight in replaying the wrongs of going to
Iraq. But other than bringing the troops home ASAP, he (nor anyone else
opposed to the war) has not had much to say about what happens next.
Should the plan not involve some reasonable regard for the Iraqi people
and the political course of the region, not just bringing home the
soldiers and more wealth for redistribution?
Is being more
popular with Europe the best GPS for our leaders to use as they
navigate complex international threats? Some think so as we skip
blissfully into the new era of World bilateralism and popularity. My
momma always said it’s better to do right than be cool. We seem to be
about to usher in the era of Be Cool, Not Lonely. I hope that President
Obama has more wisdom than this, enough to know that there are
circumstances when it’s better to be lonely than cool.
The End (and the Beginning)
Obama voters should be issued a quiz: when did recorded history begin? It's not with the Bush years. Nor were
the banking crisis, the energy crisis, or any of our other problems
forged by Bush alone. When various reporters grilled McCain and Palin,
when the candidates debated, What will you do, they wanted to know,
that will be different from George Bush?? Change is also gonna be
pretty disappointing if the only standard is difference from Bush.
Somebody’s
approval rating is lower than his: Congress. They played their part. We
played a part. If Obama does his part to mess up the economy, foreign
policy, or something else, will it still be Bush’s fault? For how long?
Scapegoating all our troubles—or our salvation—onto the back of any one
man or woman has never been a good idea before, and never will be. You
can’t transform a system by changing only part of what created it and
ignoring the rest.
With his personal charisma and eloquence, and
his arrival at this particular historical time, it may be that Obama
will prove to be a positive force that transcends policy. My
point is that hope is good when tempered by common sense. Common sense
includes not thinking about our leaders as caricatures with blazing
halos or glowing devil horns. Full-swing campaign season brings out the
worst in all politicians. I hope that the “real” Obama we barely know
yet will earn even some of the unconditional faith so many have already placed in
him.
And now, back to the Rapture.