Hope kicks fear's ass
Back in August I was chastised by one of my favorite people, a 70+ year old man, for referring to myself as a cynic. Okay, then, so maybe I'm not technically a cynic. Call me a pessimist, been around the block, seen it all, show me the money. I've worked with and for the dream merchants, studied the stuff, teach it to eager young hucksters, that's how I pull my weight.
But maybe I'm not a cynic after all. Not enough to be sold a little moonshine, anyway. Because that's what last night's 'infomercial' was -- a brilliant, luminiscent, picture-perfect, tone-perfect piece of mass communication. (Click the link to see it if you haven't; read the comments as well.)
Help me, it was a piece of history. History, right in the making. I have never felt affected in this way by any public figure. (Musicians excepted, possibly, as I hear a familiar voice while I type... I don't know, it must have been the roses...) Things will probably get a lot worse before they get better. But last night, I felt as if they might. Things might get better.
I hope they don't kill him.
But maybe I'm not a cynic after all. Not enough to be sold a little moonshine, anyway. Because that's what last night's 'infomercial' was -- a brilliant, luminiscent, picture-perfect, tone-perfect piece of mass communication. (Click the link to see it if you haven't; read the comments as well.)
Help me, it was a piece of history. History, right in the making. I have never felt affected in this way by any public figure. (Musicians excepted, possibly, as I hear a familiar voice while I type... I don't know, it must have been the roses...) Things will probably get a lot worse before they get better. But last night, I felt as if they might. Things might get better.
I hope they don't kill him.
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Um...that last sentence?
Yeah - what's with that last sentence? I thought you had made your way through the cobwebs of cynicism and stepped into the sunlight.
..and I love the guy and all, don't get me wrong, but I sometimes get a little wary of all the propoganda. It's almost too perfect - you know what I mean?
I hope he doesn't start drinking his own Kool Aid.
I hope he doesn't start drinking his own Kool Aid.
We will need urine samples to confirm that.
Just saying.
shit, i'm pessimistic and morbid about some of these things, and I admit that last thing has crossed my mind too!
TR has been reading Indian astrologers. That's all there is to it.
*word verification: dedump* No, really.
That night, I was listening to the same voice singing a different, though I guess somewhat topical, song : come here Uncle John's Band, by the riverside, come with me or go alone, he's come to take his children home .... and it set me to wonder : how does such a gentle, beautiful song become a deep, heavy, thundering jam before dropping right into "walk me out in the morning dew"?
It does seem historic, though, doesnt it? The economic crisis has made it even more so. I am quietly optimistic that the ridiculously expensive War on Drugs will begin to finally be wound down, as Obama looks to address the crisis, which will clearly be priority number 1 for him as President. This will become a budgetary necessity, but (to your last sentence) it could also be one of the many policy imperatives that will come to endanger his life as POTUS.
Yes TR "Things might get better". The video is very consistent with his two books.
km, mt:
that easily?
mt:
i agree - it's perfect propaganda. but right now, as opposed to two months ago, i am prepared to be surprised.
km:
you think he'd share?
anonymous:
have some more kool-aid. it helps.
sb:
what gave it away?
ws:
indeed. this is history in the making - every single day of it.
gs:
good to know - stability seems to be a hallmark of the man. i haven't read either book, but i do want to try the first one some time.
Poor guy - he has so much muck to clean up if he wins. I really really wish nothing happens to him. That skinheads plot spooked me.
Gosh darn it - I thought you'd always be cynical about Obama and not be affected by the hoopla no?
I hope they don't kill him - my sentiments exactly.
ggop:
indeed. but then - he asked for it (the cleaning-up, at least.)
szerelem:
i know - guess i'm getting old.
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