America, Obama, Cain, And Race

As I watch the Republican primary field shape up, and — more importantly — how the media and leftist commentators (but I repeat myself) treat the men and women who would be president, I find myself rethinking the 2008 campaign — and seeing it in a whole new light.

 

Yeah, Obama ran as the “Hope And Change” candidate, the new, fresh, different guy who was going to make it all better. But there was a subtext to his race (pun intended) that a lot of Americans grooved to — and he rode that right into the White House.

 

To be blunt, 2008 was all about America catching a bad case of “Jungle Fever,” and we went whole hog (well, 53% of us) for the handsome, mysterious black man. Oh, we didn’t completely lose our heads, though; we picked a “safe” black man — a man who was only half-black, and had spent most of his formative years abroad. He was more of a “foreign exchange student” who happened to hold citizenship and spoke perfect English. Just exotic enough to take the edge off.

 

In brief, we went for Stepin Fetchit, not Samuel L. Jackson. Bill Cosby, not Richard Pryor. Lionel Ritchie, not Fifty Cent. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., not Malcolm X.

 

And, as happens so often, we found out later that once you get past skin color, people aren’t really all that different. Obama was just a tall, gangly, guy who’d rather talk about stuff (mainly himself) than actually do things. Lily Von Schtupp was wrong — it wasn’t “twue.”

 

A lot of people don’t want to admit they are disenchanted, because that would require them to admit that they lost their heads in 2008 and were swayed not by intellect, but baser instincts. They insist that they saw something real in Obama, that he really is more substantial than he seems, and that they made a real connection with him, despite so much evidence to the contrary — that they were just a convenient lay. They aren’t the type he’ll commit to, but he’ll keep their number for a convenient booty call — say, November 2012.

 

Will they wake up and smell the coffee before it’s too late?

 

Don’t like the above? Neither do I.

 

Nor do I like how certain conservatives are treated. I don’t like how Herman Cain is challenged as not being sufficiently black. I don’t like how women like Sarah Palin, Michele Bachmann, and Nikki Haley are sexualized by their opponents as a way of denigrating them, marginalizing them, running them down.

 

So, leftists — wanna drop it, or can we all play?

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