Perhaps it's the U of C elitism showing through, but . . . one of the reasons that I like Barack Obama is precisely because he's "like me." The Shrub isn't like me, except for the passing coincidence that we were born in the same state, which means diddlysquat, considering how densely populated Southern New England is.
But Obama . . . when I look at Obama, I see someone who's like me. I see a man (okay, he's not like me in every single respect!) who is intelligent and enjoys engaging people, or The People, in serious discussion. I see a man who struggled to figure out who he was in his youth and expressed some of that struggle through overachieving. I see a man who is comfortable visiting other countries and engaging their people as equals. I see a man who has definite aims and views on life, but who knows how to pick his battles. I see a man who does not allow himself to forget his family in the midst of his campaign (even if his attention to his daughters ends up with 57th St. Books clogged with Secret Service persons preventing anyone from actually going in and actually buying an actual book).
And, not to put too fine a point on it, I see a man who admires Michelle Obama, who is da bomb.
We've had lots of Presidents who look like Middle America, and see where that's gotten us. It's time for the geeky, elitist, arugula-eating* Hyde Park nerdlings to have a go at the White House!
*That shit's gooooood. But some of us are geeky enough to prefer its older name, "rocket." Because how cool is it to have a salad with "rocket" and radishes?
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But Obama . . . when I look at Obama, I see someone who's like me. I see a man (okay, he's not like me in every single respect!) who is intelligent and enjoys engaging people, or The People, in serious discussion. I see a man who struggled to figure out who he was in his youth and expressed some of that struggle through overachieving. I see a man who is comfortable visiting other countries and engaging their people as equals. I see a man who has definite aims and views on life, but who knows how to pick his battles. I see a man who does not allow himself to forget his family in the midst of his campaign (even if his attention to his daughters ends up with 57th St. Books clogged with Secret Service persons preventing anyone from actually going in and actually buying an actual book).
And, not to put too fine a point on it, I see a man who admires Michelle Obama, who is da bomb.
We've had lots of Presidents who look like Middle America, and see where that's gotten us. It's time for the geeky, elitist, arugula-eating* Hyde Park nerdlings to have a go at the White House!
*That shit's gooooood. But some of us are geeky enough to prefer its older name, "rocket." Because how cool is it to have a salad with "rocket" and radishes?