Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Well here we are at the historic moment everyone's been waiting for, going on either 10 weeks or eight years, depending on your level of hysteria.

We've elected pretty much a stranger outta nowhere, not even the cheap seats, to the highest office in the land; the world, too. He's almost like a Wii Mii in the Wii Fit sense. Kind of see-through, not as in "I know what you're thinking," etc., but in the sense that he's tough to grasp, like a wisp of smoke, a snippet in the wind.

The big worry I see is that he's this new (improved?) freight train that everyone thinks can handle way more than the old versions. All his acolytes have been hanging their hopes on him like laundry on laundry line. The rope is bound to break. I hope not. As said before, I hope it works out. His success is all of our success.

But it's all so unusual. Will he be the next coming or is he a charlatan or something between? People adore the guy to creepy levels, that's for sure.

But aside from gaining the White House, what has he done? Did he successfully land a plane full of people in the Hudson River? Has he pulled himself up from the bottom? Saved his family from starving? Overcome any obstacles? Dunno. Don't get it.

Sometimes when I eat chicken or beef or fish, I try, as vegitarians often claim (or suggest) to picture the animal I am eating as a live being. Cute chick, adorable calf and cow, etc. But it never works. Much as I love animals, I can still eat the beast without any remorse. It's the same feeling with Obama. I try to get into the minds of his devotees, to see it as they see it. I guess I'm too cynical.

I can sort of get into the minds of people who just latched onto the "change" aspect. People for whatever reason -- the Bush haters, antipathy, etc -- just want change. No progress without change, etc. I can see that. I can see how people latched onto the "I hate Bush" fad. And I can also see how black people love the whole spectacle, the fact that they're now part of the system, etc. ("I feel like now I can put my luggage down!" said Whoopi Goldberg -- like her life sucks).

But otherwise, for me, the guy's got to deliver something; he has to disappoint people, piss them off, make them happy, make them think, make them act. Until then he's too much of a blank slate. One that could certainly chip, break or fall to pieces as things start getting written. I certainly wouldn't name a school after him yet (although some district has out on Long Island).

Keep you're fingers crossed.

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