Posted on 02/09/2009 7:24:41 PM PST by pissant
On January 20, on the Capital Mall, before a reputed 1.8 million fans, Barack Obama had something of a Milli Vanilli moment.
Although the faithful were as oblivious or indifferent to the breakdown as were Fab and Robs on that awful day twenty years prior when the pairs record skipped, the more astute observers--even the friendly ones--winced.
By all rational accounts, the gap between what an inaugural audience expected and what the president delivered has never been wider.
To be fair, the proverbial expectations had been a shade high. As British literary heavyweight Jonathan Raban noted, No recent inaugural has been as keenly anticipated as Obama's.
That anticipation derived from a common understanding among otherwise sophisticated Obama watchers: in Rabans words, Obama is the best writer to occupy the White House since Lincoln.
The accepted evidence for Obamas oversized talent can be found in just one book, Dreams From My Father, the 1995 memoir which, Raban believes, captures Obamas authentic voice.
Raban is in good company. In their reading of Dreams, the worlds literary gatekeepers, an influential subset of the Obama faithful, have convinced themselves that Obama is too smart, too sensitive, too skilled as a writer to need anyones assistance.
They believe this deeply enough to have built Obamas foundational myth around his presumed genius.
I was astonished by his ability to write, to think, to reflect, to learn and turn a good phrase, said Nobel prize-winning novelist Toni Morrison. I was very impressed. This was not a normal political biography.''
Given Obamas presumed gifts, observers have struggled to make sense of an inaugural address that, even Raban admits, suffered from moth-eaten metaphors, faux-antique dialect, and jarring semantic errors like Obamas use of the word forbearers when he meant forebears.
It was so rhetorically flat, so lacking in rhythm and cadence, one almost has to believe he did it on purpose, opined Charles Krauthammer, adding, with just a touch of irony, Best not to dazzle on Opening Day. Otherwise, theyll expect magic all the time.
Obamas supporters were at least as perplexed. It is simply mysterious how such tired language could sound appropriate to the ear of Obama the writer, said Michael Gerson in The Washington Post.
Not one of his greatest, conceded terrorist emeritus Bill Ayers. But I think he intended it that way. I think he was lowering expectations. You know hes not Superman.
To find a rationale for the speechs lameness, Raban waxed downright Jesuitical. What needed to be said had to be phrased in language as well-worn and conventional as possible, he concluded, to give the illusion of smooth continuity between Obama's speech and those of past presidents.
There is, of course, a much more plausible expectation for the speechs failure, but no one in the major media, friend or foe, has dared to suggest it: namely, that after lip-synching texts for his entire public career, Obama decided to voice this one largely on his own.
Although a disconcerted Raban grudgingly concedes that 27 year-old video gamer Jon Favreau has served as Obamas chief ghost since 2004, he and other true believers refuse to probe any further.
To even consider the possibility that Obama needed help with Dreams From My Father, the sacred text of the Obama canon, is fully taboo.
The evidence suggests, however, that Obama needed lots of help. Before Dreams was published, only three of Obamas essays had found their way into print. None of these showed the least potential.
As I have documented in these pages, in March 1983, Obama wrote an 1800-word article, Breaking the War Mentality, for Columbia Universitys weekly news magazine, Sundial.
If the article had an editor, it is not obvious. Consider the following representative sentence: The belief that moribund institutions, rather than individuals are at the root of the problem, keep SAMs energies alive.
This sentence is unworthy of a state college freshman let alone an Ivy League senior. The noun, belief, and the verb, keep, do not agreeone of an embarrassing five such noun-verb disagreements in the essay--and the punctuation is fully improvisational.
Worse still, the word choice is haphazard enough to unsettle even the most willfully dense of Obamas literary acolytes.
It would be another five years before Obama had anything else in print and this an essay titled Why Organize, reprinted in a 1990 book called After Alinsky: Community Organizing in Illinois. The following two excerpts show how little Obama had developed as a writer:
Moreover, such approaches can and have become thinly veiled excuses for cutting back on social programs, which are anathema to a conservative agenda.
But organizing the black community faces enormous problems as well . . . and the urban landscape is littered with the skeletons of previous efforts.
These cliché-choked sentences go beyond the merely unpromising to the borderline ungrammatical. Organizing does not face. Efforts do not leave skeletons. Agendas do not have anathemas.
More revealing is that in neither of these essays does Obama turn a single phrase that is punchy or poetic, let alone memorable.
Suits by a fetus against third parties provide an additional deterrent to additional intrusions on a womans bodily integrity," reads a typically leaden sentence.
In 1990, Obama contributed an edited, unsigned student case comment to the Harvard Law Review. Granted that an analysis of abortion law allows little room for soaring rhetoric, but the language one find here does not even rise above the plain.
Suits by a fetus against third parties provide an additional deterrent to additional intrusions on a womans bodily integrity, reads a typically leaden sentence.
This same awkward, uncertain Obama seems to have re-emerged in the inaugural address. Some phrases were just strange, writes Michael Gerson of the speech. Recriminations have strangled our politics, as in some CSI episode. We have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation. Yuck, in so many ways.
In his bestseller, Outliers,New Yorker writer Malcolm Gladwell painstakingly lays out what he calls the ten-thousand-hour rule.
Gladwell quotes neurologist Daniel Levitin to the effect that ten thousand hours of practice [in any subject] is required to achieve the level of mastery associated with being a world-class expert and cites example after example to make his case.
In Dreams, Obama cops to having written almost nothing before his magnum opus save for occasional journal entries and some very bad poetry. And then, without further ado, he produces what Time Magazine calls the best-written memoir ever produced by an American politician.
In still another historic first, Obama appears to have broken the ten-thousand-hour rule, and to have done so with about 9900 hours to spare.
Too bad the magic wore off at the Inaugural.
Good clue. The Zero has no military experience at all...........
“How the heck can Donald Trump say that Obama sounded magnificent tonight..is he kidding..what the heck am I missing, Obama sounded like a damn retard tonight and he was lying all over the damn place. Are people losing their minds[?]”
I’ve been wondering about that since the election. Either I’m crazy, or they are. I know I’m not stupid, because I understand the difference between a tax cut and welfare. Obama is already the most fascist of all Presidents, and it hasn’t even been mentioned by the MSM. It’s just baffling. That idiot is trying to destroy America, and nobody seems to care.
Trump wants Stimulus. It continues to surprise me at the number of people willing to lie and compromise themselves just for a damned White House invite.
Yuk!
“How the heck can Donald Trump say that Obama sounded magnificent tonight.”
don’t know trump’s mind but I do know that anyone as high-profile as he is has to be careful about telling the truth about their opinion of a politician in public.
Cashill nailed it again.
Liked the Gladwell reference. Remarkably enough, though, it does apply to obama. He’s been a con man running for office all his life. That’s all he mastered. Leadership, actual standing out in front and doing something, escapes him. He cannot do what any ROTC 2nd lieutenant can do.
If his press conference tonight is any indication, as his inaugural address was, the sands have run out on him.
And now he doesn’t have the 10,000 hours necessary to learn to be a leader.
Witness the repeated stump attacks on adversaries like GWB and JSMcCain, who are so yesterday. He’s still running, but there’s nobody there.
Just himself. As some wag said on another thread earlier: The clothes have no emporer.
He’s gonna slide into the shadows? Or is that narcissistic theory going to keep him out there till even his sycophants buckle under the incredible weight of reality?
Not to mention U.S. Grant’s, which may well have had the hand of Mark Twain in it.
I think you hit it right on the mark.
It really must suck when your image is built up way way higher than what you can live up to.
She looks a lot like Cynthia McKinney.
Another few months of his bumbling and it will be obvious to all he is incapable of many things.
I loved Franklin’s autobiography. What a wonderful book. He had tremendous insights on how to negotiate with people that are as valid and true today as when he wrote them.
yes, their minds have been lost
Thank you. I humbly accept. LOL
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