I can only begin this dispatch by asking WTF?! Is Obama playing for sympathy, or does he truly believe he’s the equal, in any way, of these American Heroes?
To begin lets look at NRO…
It began with a friendly question from the audience, asking Mr. Obama how he hoped to manage a Congress which has proven so hostile to his agenda. He replied with what was intended to be a self-deprecating comment about presidents in the past who have had it worse. “But when you listen to what the Federalists said about the anti-Federalists and the names that Jefferson called Hamilton and back and forth — I mean, those guys were tough.”
But then, somewhere in the line of his thinking, President Obama performed a rhetorical U-turn: “Lincoln, they used to talk about him almost as bad as they talk about me.” One moment, Obama was modestly declining to claim that he had it worse than Hamilton or Jefferson — Hamilton and Jefferson, now those guys were really mean — and in a blink, he was presenting himself as an object of pity, exceeding in his sorrow even the American Man of Sorrows.
Uhhhm yeaaa. The reincarnation of Jimmy Carter is actually Abraham Lincoln. And worse off than Lincoln. Lucky thing the White House has its own built in theater ain’t it Mr. Resident?
But he’s gotten worse since then. It’s been two days and people are not proclaiming him “The Great Emancipator!” for cryin’ out loud. Ingrates. American Terrorists.
Lee Cary at the American Thinker tells us about his latest attempt to attain godhood.
A word battle last week between two websites played out this way: Jim Hoft wrote that President Obama had compared himself to Dr. Martin Luther in a recent speech. Oliver Willis of Media Matters, calling Hoft the “dumbest man on the internet,” claimed that Obama was only “paying tribute to King’s fight for civil rights, using that as an example to the audience of why all Americans should fight in the face of adversity towards a larger goal.”
Here are the Obama words at issue:
“I’m going, on the 28th, I’m going to be at the dedication of the new King memorial, which I’ve flown over and it looks spectacular. And now that King has his own memorial on the Mall I think that we forget when he was alive there was nobody who was more vilified, nobody who was more controversial, nobody who was more despairing at times. There was a decade that followed the great successes of Birmingham and Selma in which he was just struggling, fighting the good fight, and scorned, and many folks angry. But what he understood, what kept him going was that the arc of moral universe is long but it bends towards justice. But it doesn’t bend on its own. It bends because all of us are putting our hand on the arc and we are bending it in that direction. And it takes time. And it’s hard work. And there are frustrations.
And if everybody here is reminded of that fact, then I’m absolutely confident that America’s arc is going to be bending in the direction of justice and prosperity and opportunity.
So I hope you will join me. Thank you.”
It requires a willing suspension of disbelief — plus some tone deafness — to not hear, within Obama’s words, the meta-message likely to continue throughout the ’12 campaign: that like MLK, Obama is being vilified by the regressive, terrorist right; that, like MLK, he occasionally feels despair and frustration; that, like MLK did, he has for years — okay, maybe just a few — been struggling against scorn-faced “angry folks” like Tea Partiers; that, he too, struggles to follow the “arc of moral universe” [sic ?] bending toward (social) justice. And, also, like MLK, he knows it takes time, since he never promised to fundamentally transform America in a day.
And here I was thinking that Martin Luther King’s Dream could be summed up in his famous quote…
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
Obama has a dream, of a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by whether they voted for Obama or not.
I choose NOT. Go ahead, judge me, bitch.