There’s mucho hubbub about Obama this week, given his 37-minute retort to the media bashing him for being friends with a pastor who made “controversial remarks” about race relations (amongst other things).
You could, if you were so inclined, watch said speech over on the tube. Or you can do what I did and leave it on in the background as you go about your daily work pile.
I’ve said before how I generally hate politics and political discussions. To me, political talk is in the same vein as sports talk – but with the added benefit of sounding “informed”. If you replace the names of the people in question between political discussions and sports discussions, I think you’ll find that they’re practically identical. And largely speculative stupidity in most cases.
I was reminded again today, after listening to Obama’s speech, of why I generally hate our presidential election season. I clicked through to a link saying Democrats are largely supporting Obama over Hillary (which I see as a good thing), and then clicked over to Time.com where I saw this headline :
Obama’s Bold Gamble on Race
Responding to the Rev. Wright flap, Obama refused the easy way out, asserting that the race issue is complex, not simple. Remarkable speech — but smart political strategy?
Give me a fucking break. This dude stands up in front of the nation and says “Yeah, my friend and pastor said some unruly shit, but there’s a lot of casual racism in America. It’s part of who we are, and ignoring it and pointing fingers does nothing to solve the issues. Hell, my white grandma is afraid of black people.” He also said she’s made “stereotypical remarks about black people, and used harsh language”, which probably means he walked in on her saying “All niggers are lazy” and then noticed him in the room and said “Except my little Barack. awwwww”.
The point is – the dude makes an amazingly poignant statement. In fact, he played against all the rules of stuffed-shirt politicians. Instead of saying “ohh yeah, that pastor is a real dickhole. Ya know, one time, I hear he kicked a puppy. Well, this seals it. I’m going Buddhist” – he got into a history of race relations. Fucking GENIUS. Seriously.
Yet, the media likes to sit around and go “hmmm… well, was that a smart move for him?”. Again – it’s just like sports. Where fat, hairy, balding men who haven’t gotten an erection without pills in 20 years sit around going “well, Sportsy McRunsaLot sprained his ankle on Tuesday, making this Saturday’s game a tough sell bla bla bla”.
Look, you fucking dipshits : ignore all this bullshit about whether it’s a “smart move” and give the American people a little more credit. Did you dig on the speech? Do you agree? Do you think “hey, this guy knows what’s going on”? Or did you just sit there with a notepad, thinking “golly… talking to people with forethought – that might not be a smart move”.
It reminds me of one time when I was watching “Contact” on a head full of LSD. If you haven’t seen it – spoiler alert here.
Jodie Foster’s character is in some special submarine-type-thing, the result of years of work and research, to test some random-ass theory about time and relativity. For some reason, she ends up disappearing from space and time and appearing in some alternate universe, wherein she meets her father from another planet. Again, I’d like to remind you that I was high on acid. Like, reaaaal fucked up. The details of this movie are sketchy at best.
The point is – in her 10 minute meeting w/her father, he tells her all these secrets of the universe and about universal harmony with all people and.. ya know, bunch of hippy shit. But, it all made sense. It made everything clear.
Then, for the remaining 20 minutes of the movie, she’s in a courtroom and they’re all saying “oh that didn’t happen. You disappeared from the radar for all of about 15 seconds. You’re a liar. bla bla bla” and completely disregarded the message she brought. It was all about “why are you lying about spending time with your alien father?” and the like. Though they discovered 10 minutes of blank audio on the recording device within her little “ship” she was in – that wasn’t enough to convince them of anything. And so, of course, the message was ignored.
I guess I feel like that’s the problem with this place. Someone stands up and says “hey fuckers! check this out” and everyone goes “oh ‘cmon! look at those tacky shoes!” or “yeah, but what about that one time you put gum under a bench in central park? Why should we trust your integrity as a person?”.
Monkeys flinging shit, I tell ya.
Anyway – I’m all about Obama. It would be pretty cool to actually LIKE the president for a change, wouldn’t it? To be like “Hey, America’s a broken toy, but we’re working on it. Together. Kiss our striped ass”.
Jus’ sayin’ is all.
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