Friday, September 05, 2008

Fun Comment

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I’m not a fan of Obama’s mannered and stentorian public speaking style, but he’s a damn disaster when he talks off the cuff. He sounds like a sniveling weasel, trying to slip little insults into the end of every sentence, then rushes on to the next thing before anyone can object. It’s like he’s verbally cringing from a lingering fear that someone will slap his teeth out, or he somehow hopes he can repair the damage later and claim he was misquoted, if he lets every sentence trail off into a mumble.

He also seems incapable of opening his mouth without committing a cosmic blunder. I can’t believe he was dumb enough to drop that little bon mot about how “no one could have anticipated the surge would work,” or trying to shuffle off his terrorist ties by lumping them in with conspiracy theories about him being a Muslim. That’s like something a seven-year-old would try. What’s next, a candid interview where he says, “Some of my opponents accuse me of spending time in the strangest places, like alien spaceships and the pews of racist churches?”

Amateur Hour is well under way. It highlights how he’s only gotten this far because the media carried him. I never thought they’d be able to carry him across the finish line. Sooner or later, after all the fawning interviews, doctored magazine covers, celebrity endorsements, buried scandals, and styrofoam Greek temples (h/t S. Palin) have faded away, there needs to be a candidate who can answer questions, debate his opponents, and get through a twenty-minute interview with starry-eyed sycophants without making an utter fool of himself. There never was any there there.

In the last thirty years of American politics, the only media-inflated candidate who went the distance was Bill Clinton, and that was arguably more due to Ross Perot and a horrible Dole campaign than anything Clinton himself did. The fall of Obama is a tale we’ve heard many times before. Remember how Kerry was an unbeatable colossus with war-hero credentials to fool the hayseeds, and the MSM was swooning over his elegance and refinement? Or how Al Gore was a super-genius technocrat that couldn’t fail to win Clinton’s third term against the goofy cowpoke frat boy? Or how Dukakis was an urbane citizen of the world, into whose arms the voters couldn’t wait to swoon after eight horrible years of Ronnie Raygun’s jingoistic Fourth Reich? The higher they polled in the summer, the more the press insisted they were super-candidates, the further they fell. And this is the first time one of the Dem’s empty suits has tried to claim divine powers, so it ought to be a spectacular fall indeed.

Doctor Zero on September 6, 2008 at 12:48 AM

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