You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life - Albert Camus
The recent actions of the Obama Administration—on DC vouchers, on the budget, on medical marijuana, now on NHTSA has gotten me thinking about one of Lee’s strokes of genius:
I’d like to take a moment to coin a new phrase: Brownie Moment. A Brownie moment can be defined simply as the moment when a supporter of President Bush is smacked in the head by reality and loses any and all faith in the president from that moment forward. As you may have surmised the term comes from Bush’s recent comment regarding former FEMA head Michael Brown’s leadership in the wake of Hurricane Katrina, “Brownie, you’re doing a heck of a job.”
This was my Brownie moment. I understand that in the world of politics leaders often have to say things they don’t mean, or shake hands with dictators and scumbags, and do a lot of morally repugnant stuff. But when Bush said that I realized that after surveying the impotent, incompetent response of the federal government he truly, honestly believed that Brownie was doing a heck of a job. That sealed it for me. I’d been turning sour on Bush for a while, but I was still generally supportive of him. When I heard him make that remark, however, that was it. That was my Brownie moment.
More and more people are having the Obama equivalent of a Brownie Moment—call them Geitner Moments. To see what one looks like, check out Nick Gillespie. He soured on Obama almost immediately but Obama’s speechifying last week pushed him over the edge:
And now this morning, Obama was on the tube again, yapping about traffic jams. What the hell is going on here? The president of the freaking United States is talking about traffic jams? Then again, in grammar school we did all learn that part of George Washinton’s Farewell Address where he warned against entangling alliances and the dread menace of highway jughandles and traffic circles. That Obama’s big solution is, ta-da!, “high-speed rail” is simply one more sign that he is simply not serious about anything other than paying off 19th and 20th century legacy special interests. I look forward to tomorrow’s press conference, when Obama trains his laser-beam brain on the question of whether Razzles is a candy or a gum.
Seriously, isn’t there a Portugese water dog re-gifted from Ted Kennedy that we can and should be talking about? (And btw, the one non-negotiable in a pet or a mistress for the Duke of Chappaquidick is swimmability; who says we can’t learn from our past mistakes?).
Question to the folks, including some of the libertarian persuasion (you fools!), who were bullish on Obama back when the alternative was John McCain, the Terri Schiavo of presidential candidates: When are you going to admit that Barry O stinks on ice? That for all his high-flying and studiously empty rhetoric he’s got the biggest presidential vision deficit since George H.W. Bush puked on a Japanese prime minister (finally, revenge for that long run of Little League World Series losses in the ‘70s!). If you’re the president of the United States and you’re talking about goddamn traffic jams and you’re proposing high-speed rail as anything other than an unapologetic boondoggle that will a) never get built and b) never get built to the gee-whiz specs it’s supposed and c) be ridden by fewer people than commuted by zeppelin last year, you’ve got real problems, bub. And by extension, so do we all.
To be honest, I’m happy for Presidents to blither about meaningless projects that will never happen. It distracts them from destructive projects that might happen—like, say, heading the NHTSA with a puritanical, anti-scientific, booze-grabbing, Nanny State neo-prohibitionist shithead.
I’m trying very hard to be nice to Obama. I tell myself that he’s in this for the long haul, that any day now we will see entitlement reform (which would erase the planned deficits) or something. I tell myself to be patient—it hasn’t even been 100 days yet. Clinton started off even worse and that turned out somewhat reasonably. I look at good things he’s done—like ending torture—and I think it’s not so bad.
But as time goes on, I find my patience wearing thin. Ending medical marijuana raids are not an issue Obama needs to take his time with—it’s something he campaigned on. Heading NHTSA with Hurley is not a slow step away from the Nanny State but a huge leap toward it. His budget didn’t even have token gestures toward fiscal responsibility.
if we’re not seeing even incremental change in the first 100 days, when will we see it? After 2010? 2012? 2016? The space year 17,000?
Obama’s poll numbers, tea parties not withstanding, remain strong. But that’s the American people being patient. That’s the American people giving the new guy a chance. That’s the American people, exhausted after the most arduous election since 1800, taking a breather before they start complaining that they haven’t gotten their free MRI’s yet.
At some point, this pragmatic leader we’ve heard so much about is going to have to emerge and do something besides hand out easter eggs and put innocent medical marijuana dealers in prison. Or we’ll all be having our Geitner Moments. And Gillespie might sounds like one of the reasonable ones.
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One of my neighbors thinks a national hi-speed rail network is just the freaking bomb. He waxes poetic over how we should be so “European” and spend trillions of dollars on this. That way you could live a hundred miles from work and just spend an hour each way commuting on the train - say, live in Ellensburg and work in downtown Seattle, which is where all the really hip and cool people really want to be anyway (right?).
Of course, we already have a method of getting from coast to coast for cheap - we go the airport. If I need to travel a few thousand miles, a few hours in a jet is far preferable to spending the same or more money for a longer trip.
There are a few places where large amounts of rail service work - but all the libtards in NYC and Chicago need to realize that the rest of the country doesn’t really fit the model.