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Obama’s memoir, Dreams from My Father, is divided into three main sections. The first is a reflection on his youthful search for identity. The second recounts his days in Chicago, which include the first stirrings of a religious life. The third is a roots pilgrimage to Kenya, to better understand his often absent father. It is hard to read this book without longing for a president with this level of introspection, honesty, and maturity — and Obama published it when he was only 33.br> But at some point, the liberal love affair with the dashing author — who according to Oprah has “an ear for eloquence and a tongue dipped in the unvarnished truth” — will fade when they realize that it takes more than touchy-feely mush to win the presidency in time of war.
Once Mike Huckabee’s 15 minutes of favor with the media fade and the campaigns move into the heartland of America, the true conservative candidate — Fred Thompson, as predicted by yours truly way back when — will emerge and the Democrats will realize that, despite his doe-eyed, ethereal appeal, Obama is over-matched.
And oozing his way into the chasm that will inevitably develop when the media get the message that Obama can’t win, will be John Edwards. He will get the nomination because when it comes down to cases, deep in their hearts Democrats know that Obama is too inexperienced and that Hillary will most certainly bring out the “broken glass” Republican vote. Where else have they to go?
Besides, Edwards is everything that liberals love to fall back on; a flip-flopping, filthy rich trial-lawyer whose folksy, Carolinian drawl inspires hope that he might carry that elusive southern state so vital to a winning strategy for his party. He is the undisputed king of populist pandering and his unctuous campaign slogan, “Tomorrow Begins Today,” just might be platitudinous enough to soothe those pining for the gentle soul of Barack Obama.
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