We all have a certain kind of poetry to our lives – a theme, if you will – and it is interesting and disgusting to see Mr. Obama’s foul meter unfolding a bit more every day. I use the word “poetry” because the subject here is not so much Obama’s concrete actions (e.g., destroying the greatest healthcare system in the world) but rather the subtle yet powerful symbolic moments that will come to define his miserable reign in Washington.
Herewith, a collection of such moments that speak to each other, and to us, and to history:
First we had Profane Obama delivering a speech and being interrupted by the thud of the Presidential Seal falling off of his podium. Almost as if by prophesy, this occurred in advance of the mid-term elections, in which the Republican party decimated the Democrat majority in the House and effectively castrated the Obama presidency in the process. This incident would not have resonated so loudly if Obama had handled it with poise and grace. But no: the thin-skinned man was petulant and punishing of his underlings and appeared more the satrap of some backwater swamp than the leader of the free world. To paraphrase a line from Gladiator: The thud of the seal will echo in eternity.
Second, we had the spectacle of Felonious Bill Clinton – whose stature shrinks by the hour – shunting Obama aside at a recent press conference. This bizarre humiliation was the very definition of poetry, for prose just cannot describe it. The so-called President cedes his authority to a man who (1) was impeached for perjury and obstruction of justice while President, (2) is a fellow Democrat, and (3) is the husband of Obama’s own Secretary of State who will soon openly challenge him for the 2012 nomination… Priceless.
And yesterday we saw another priceless Obama moment when he took time away from the pressing matters of state to call the Philadelphia Eagles football team owner to commend him on his generosity toward Michael Vick, convicted dog torturer – something that, incidentally, is already 16 months old (see article).
NBC’s Peter King reports that Barack Obama called Philadelphia Eagles owner Jeffrey Lurie earlier this week to congratulate him for giving Vick a second chance after his release from prison.
This is poetry because Hussein has put himself alongside a man who willfully tortured and mutilated dogs for fun, which fits the theme of the man named Obama perfectly. Lest we not forget, that theme is one of a Man Apart, an outsider, an interloper, a foreigner (in vibration, if not in actual fact), a rusty nail in a country of lotus flowers.
Here is a selection of what Vick did from his original indictment (with sasoc emphasis):
- In or about March of 2003, Peace, after consulting with Vick about the losing female pit bull’s condition, executed the losing dog by wetting the dog down with water and electrocuting the animal. <paragraph 53>
- In or about April 2007, Peace, Phillips, and Vick executed approximately 8 dogs that did not perform well in “testing” sessions at [location] by various methods, including hanging, drowning, and slamming at least one dog’s body to the ground.<paragraph 83>
These sadistic acts will also echo in eternity.
Yes Vick served his time in jail, and yes he deserves the opportunity to make a living – even a great living – now that he has paid his debt to society. But his crimes were particularly disgusting, and putting an arm around him is very different from endorsing his rights as a free citizen. Yet in the midst of a world in various states of turmoil and uncertainty, Obama chose to make the embrace, the foul stench of sadism be damned.
Such is the poetry of Barack Obama, and in honor of same, let us HAIKU:
Barack Profane Obama
Poison in the stream