"To what purpose are powers limited, and to what purpose is that limitation committed to writing,
if these limits may, at any time, be passed by those intended to be restrained?"
-- Chief Justice John Marshall, Marbury v. Madison, 1803

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Ralph Nader apparently thinks Obama is too white. ABC’s screwed up website won’t let me copy and paste and I’m disinclined to transcribe it.  Suffice it to say that Nader thinks Obama should be screaming about ghettos and poverty and isn’t because he doesn’t want to frighten off white people.  He’s trying to “talk white”.

All class, that one.  I’m in agreement with Morrissey:

I’m not here to defend Obama, but this attack is simply despicable.  It demands, as the Left often does, that minorities subjugate their own opinion for groupthink, and that they offer no deviation from the Leftist orthodoxy, lest one give up their own ethnic identity and be called a traitor merely for having their own opinions.  Whether Obama actually does this or not is not as relevant as the exposure of the Left’s attitudes on racial identity and political individuality.

I disagree with Ed that Obama is “smearing” Republicans as bigots.  But I do know that if McCain said something like this, he’d be finished.

Update by Lee: This is the Left’s view of black America.

Well, hello deh!  My name be Obama, but don’t let dat scare ya!  I done been shinin’ shoes fo’, oh, de bettah part of tweeny years now, and Lordy!  I thinks it’s time we’s done got us a nigra president, soI be askin’ fo’ yo’ vote.  Now don’choo white lib’rals be thinkin’ that I’s gonna get all uppity an’ shit.  I knows on what side my bread be buttered.  I knows that it only be because’a de compashun of you lovely white folks that a po’-ass nigga like me is even able to rise outta de ghetto and make sumfin’ of hissef.  And belie’e me when I tells you, I ain’t nevvuh gonna fo’gets what y’alls done fo’ stupid, ignunt black folks like me.  Y’all whiteys done me right, and I owes ever’thing to y’all.  So please, if I do’s my shuck and jive, and promise nots to get all uppity an’ shit, will y’all votes fo’ me?  I’d sure ever look so kindly on you fo’ doin’ so!  Holy mackerel!