In last night’s SOTU address, Barack Obama came out firing on
all cylinders — eight chambers in sync with one another: these
being the president’s love of self, his contempt for his
adversaries; the vapidity of his rhetoric; the absence of anything
remotely resembling an original thought; the never-ending conceit
that the whole world revolves around him and his (puerile)
leadership; the profusion of meaningless sentiments (e.g. “We know
our economy is stronger when our wives, mothers, and daughters can
live their lives free of discrimination”); the obviously fabricated
statistics (“Every dollar we invested to map the human genome
returned $140 to our economy”); and the blithely repeated
falsehoods (including such howlers as the claim that Obamacare
won’t add “a single dime” to the deficit… along with the further
claim he already succeeded in cutting four trillion dollars from
future spending … and the even more bodacious falsehood that “my
Administration will keep cutting red tape and speeding up oil and
gas permits”).
With all the appeals for bipartisanship, Obama did his best to
hide his contempt for the unenlightened, non-progressive
minority. So this was a more cloying performance than
many expected.
Because the president did not come out spitting and snarling, it
would perhaps have been inappropriate for the Republicans to walk
out en masse in the middle of his speech, as Aaron Goldstein
suggested in this space earlier in the day. But they might at
least have guffawed at some of the howlers, and have followed Vice
President Biden’s example in yawning and rubbing their eyes.
If you have read Dreams from My Father, you know how
much Barack Obama suffered as a young community organizer in trying
to get people in any position of authority to take him seriously.
He felt angered and humiliated at having to work so hard to gain a
measure of acceptance from local politicians and pastors in
Chicago’s Southside.
But he seemed to be enjoying himself last night.
Even if it was a truly awful speech.
And that goes to show that there is nothing a
socialist/progressive loves more than a captive audience.