Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Obama, Once Thought To Be a "Being of Light," is Now Merely Radioactive

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away, a young unknown knight sought to seize the sword from the stone.  He was Barack Hussein Obama, seeking to be President of the United States.  He had no resume to present, no deep and wise sayings, no definable philosophy, no work history to speak of.  He was, in effect, a walking Rorschach Ink Blot, upon which the fantasies of millions could be projected.

Some saw the inkblot and concluded that it was an empty suit.  Others saw a butterfly.  Personally, I thought it was a horsey.  The enlightened among us, however, saw in it a being of light, a man so possessed of wisdom and goodness that he had the transformative power to turn toads into princes and road apples into gold.  Elect him and we would all be lifted onto a spiritual plane heretofore unknown in the annals of mankind.

As one transformed toad intoned:

Barack Obama isn't really one of us. Not in the normal way, anyway.

This is what I find myself offering up more and more in response to the whiners and the frowners and to those with broken or sadly dysfunctional karmic antennae - or no antennae at all - to all those who just don't understand and maybe even actively recoil against all this chatter about Obama's aura and feel and MLK/JFK-like vibe.

To them I say, all right, you want to know what it is? The appeal, the pull, the ethereal and magical thing that seems to enthrall millions of people from all over the world, that keeps opening up and firing into new channels of the culture normally completely unaffected by politics?

No, it's not merely his youthful vigor, or handsomeness, or even inspiring rhetoric. It is not fresh ideas or cool charisma or the fact that a black president will be historic and revolutionary in about a thousand different ways. It is something more. Even Bill Clinton, with all his effortless, winking charm, didn't have what Obama has, which is a sort of powerful luminosity, a unique high-vibration integrity.
Instead of slapping the reefer from the toad's hands and storing him in a rubber room, millions upon millions followed the toad, who followed this new Pied Piper of Politics, who in turn played a fife while dancing down the yellow brick road in green tights (think Peter Pan).  Some noticed that the yellow brick road led to a steep cliff, but put it out of their minds.  It had to be right, because Obama was a being of light. Now, however, we know the real reason the "being of light" glows in the dark.  He's radioactive.

Meanwhile, watch that last step.  It's a doozie.

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2 comments:

Stogie said...

Instead of slapping the reefer from the toad's hands and storing him in a rubber room, millions upon millions followed the toad, who followed this new Pied Piper of Politics, who in turn played a fife while dancing down the yellow brick road in green tights (think Peter Pan).

LOL!

Great turn of phrase.

Now, how is he going to melt down, now that he's political poison?

Stogie said...

AOW, I can hardly wait to find out! :)