I agree with this guy nearly completely, but I also have a few…extra thoughts. Some of them are just mildly contrary.
By picking Rick Warren to deliver the invocation at his inauguration, Barack Obama pretty well guaranteed that both men would draw heat from their respective poltiical opponents, says conservative commentator David Aikman.
“Gays on the left of the spectrum hate Warren for his forthright opposition to gay marriage,” Aikmna says in a radio commentary on Townhall.com.
Meanwhile, religious conservatives “think Warren is betraying them by endorsing with his popularity a man who is pro-abortion, very liberal and friendly to the gay community.”
Aikman’s advice to both sides: Chill.
“Obama,” he says, “deserves credit for reaching out to evangelicals. … And Warren ought to be commended for reaching out to political liberals.”
First of all, I’m sure the religious conservatives are out there. But I refuse to believe in any widespread phenomenon, because some outsider tells me to believe in it, out of a sense of anticipation. So where are they? I haven’t heard of Rick Warren being crucified because of this juxtaposition, by his ideological compatriots. Certainly not nearly to the extent The Annointed One has been by His.
Secondly, it isn’t “gays,” and no I’m not being P.C. because it isn’t “homosexuals” either. It is “the homosexual community,” a hodge-podge of shrill & strident homosexuals and shrill & strident heterosexuals who achieve theatrical horror in sync. Their job is to become offended on behalf of third-parties.
They are important, for they have helped to give us our new President-Elect. They have much to teach us as well, for this episode in which Their Replacement Messiah has wandered off the path of the righteous, speaks volumes. It is a staggering shift demanded of our mindset by the events of reality — when you take the time to absorb what has happened and what it all means.
Turns out, nobody’s in a big hurry to be led by this guy.
I do not mean to say derogatory things about the intellect of The Chosen One. I’m sure Barack Obama is a bright bulb, and He has wonderful judgment, especially about things pertaining to His future political success. What I mean to say is that it is irrelevant. That it’s been demonstrated to us that it’s irrelevant. This was our Big Reveal; this was the curtain drawn back in front of the man at the controls, at the merry old Land of Oz.
“In (so many) more days, it’s gonna be pronounced ‘Nu-Cle-Ar’ again!” the “anchor” announced to wild blue-blood Manhattan applause during the “Weekend Update” segment of Saturday Night Live. What a first it would be for human history, if the content of the product matched the packaging used to advertise it: The intellectual energy radiating from the Office of the President, will explode with such a supernova that it will send shockwaves rippling through the January air, from sea to shining sea. But the I.Q. of the President doesn’t very much matter to us — really. How that I.Q. is used in the President’s job, matters somewhat more, I’d say…and Barack Obama’s quotient is not relevant to what He was put there to do.
The moral of the Rick Warren story is that Obama’s most ardent supporters don’t really want Him deciding things. As far as what should be done, they already know. His job is to sell decisions, not to make them. Because He is the “Real Deal”…the way we defined that doublet of words, here, last summer, since nobody else was or is willing to step forward and do so —
Flattering slang attached to an individual who possesses a unique ability to sell products unneeded.
Not a Messiah; not even a thinker. A salesman. This is easily proven through Barack Obama’s ability to get into trouble with his supporters for having made the wrong choice. Only a salesman can do that.
Not the last time it’s gonna happen, either.
But, as usual…you really can’t accuse Obama of having gone against a capmaign promise here, can you? He didn’t. He couldn’t have. There were none. Front to back, the entire campaign was nothing more than a tacit understanding, straddling the divide between the substantiated and the imaginary.