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Lord, David Brooks hits it out of the park today:

The afflicted had already been through the phases of Obama-mania â€" fainting at rallies, weeping over their touch screens while watching Obama videos, spending hours making folk crafts featuring Michelle Obama’s face. These patients had experienced intense surges of hope-amine, the brain chemical that fuels euphoric sensations of historic change and personal salvation.

But they found that as the weeks went on, they needed more and purer hope-injections just to preserve the rush. They wound up craving more hope than even the Hope Pope could provide, and they began experiencing brooding moments of suboptimal hopefulness. Anxious posts began to appear on the Yes We Can! Facebook pages. A sense of ennui began to creep through the nation’s Ian McEwan-centered book clubs.

One quibble: I think Ian McEwan's novels are what they would make you read in Hope Detox centers. Any time a character approaches a "Yes we can!" attitude in McEwan's world the worst is usually just around the corner.

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