I read an article today in the San Francisco Chronicle. It was written by a featherbrain named Mark Morford. Actually, it’s a love letter about Obama. And it is astonishing. Really. This guy needs a drool bucket. He is the perfect example of an unthinking, liberal worker bee who can’t see what’s happening to his retirement account or his country because, well, love is blind.
Here are some excerpts from the article:
Do you allow yourself, even now, to feel any sort of ongoing, relieved, merciful joy that Barack Obama actually is sitting in the Big Chair in the White House? That this elegant, articulate, Zen-like man whose integrity is rock-solid and whose ideas, while certainly not in perfect alignment with every ultra-lefty vision on the planet (clean coal? Please), are astonishingly ambitious and brave, is leading this nation during one of the worst economic times in its short and paroxysmal history?
Yes, someone actually wrote those words. I didn’t make any of it up. I couldn’t. It literally sounds like one of the apostles describing Jesus. It makes me want to hurl.
But wait. There’s more:
The good news is, the Obamafied bliss is still out there, still swirling, still waiting to be supped like a fine digestif. At any given moment you can, if you so choose, pause in whatever it is you’re suffering from and hear that voice and see his visage or perhaps merely hear some pundit say the words “President Obama” out loud, and you can still enjoy that delicious chill, that little jolt that says, “Oh my God, did we really do it? Is that lucid, impeccably centered man really the leader of the free world?”
I’m ralphing right now.
While I clean myself up a bit, let’s press on with the article:
You can even take it a tiny step further. You can, as I recently did, glance up at the screen during Obama’s congressional address and see not only a young, composed, African American president speaking to the populace in more thoughtful, articulate language than we’ve heard in a decade, but also note that he happens to be surrounded by a female Speaker of the House and a female Secretary of State and a smart, funny VP who, refreshingly, is not a sneering warmongering torture fanatic who enjoys sucking the blood from live baby sharks. I mean, good Lord, what sort of astonishing snapshot is this? Two strong, powerful women and a deeply graceful black president? What country is this again? So then, the wistful Obama swoon? Still right there. Still accessible. Still agreeably valid. This is the good news.
See what’s going on here? Blind faith and adoration, yes. But look at what this guy thinks is really important: skin color, sex, smooth delivery of words, posture. Ideas and policies are of little significance. Useful idiot, indeed.
More:
This seems to be the bottom line, at least for now. We have, for the first time in just about forever, an enormously ambitious, confident, risk-taking president so full of grand and even borderline radical ideas they barely fit into a single generation, much less a single speech, and we have him at a time when we need, well, someone exactly like that. That he just so happens to be tremendously intelligent, progressive, serene as an oak tree and utterly magnetizing? I guess you just call that a bonus.
Serene as an oak tree? Did he just write that?
Notice there is no thought given to Obama’s ideas. He acknowledges they are there. But there is no analysis. No examination of the possible repercussions. Just slobber.
What a naive, ignorant person.
Sadly, there are millions like him.
What are we going to do?
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Surely that's a joke.
itrytobenice (Diary) Friday, February 27th at 6:52PM EST (link)If I had been the editor of the newspaper, well first I wouldn’t have printed such drivel, but if I’d been forced to it would have been headed, “Cry For Help”.
Not that there is any help for such as this, but it does make you think liberalism is a mental illness.
Proper grammar saves lives.
Let’s eat Grandma.
Let’s eat, Grandma.
Sadly, I don't think it's a joke
civil truth (Diary) Friday, February 27th at 6:58PM EST (link)It goes hand-in-hand with the religion of global warming, under the authority of Pope Gore.
The greatest evil…is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed, and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voice. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the offices of a thoroughly nasty business concern. -C.S. Lewis
http://www.gmsplace.com/
Didn't you notice where the paper is published? (nt)
larueladue (Diary) Saturday, February 28th at 10:08AM EST (link)It’s no joke…
When Mark ends up in reeducation camp,
civil truth (Diary) Friday, February 27th at 6:55PM EST (link)he’ll have plenty of leisure to meditate on the wisdom of glory of our Exalted Leader while he’s being worked to death. Unless of course he’s one of the capos keeping guard over the other
prisonerswayward students.The greatest evil…is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed, and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voice. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the offices of a thoroughly nasty business concern. -C.S. Lewis
http://www.gmsplace.com/
I thought about making a sexual comment...
fmaidment (Diary) Friday, February 27th at 7:15PM EST (link)…but even I am not so boorish.
I will say, however, that this goes right up there with the “tingle up my leg” comment by Chris Matthews. Obama is not a politician. He has become a cult leader.
And like a cult leader, his followers will do his bidding and slobberingly adore him and tell us all how wonderful he is and will heal their ills and bring them joy and save their souls.
Obamamania isn’t an illness. It’s a cult religion.
Geez, these are the same idiots who said conservative adoration of Ronald Reagan bordered on insanity. Do they even listen to themselves?
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History began the day the writer was born, apparently
1SGinTN (Diary) Friday, February 27th at 7:34PM EST (link)It is as if all the folly that man has experienced prior to that event does not exist, thus Mark Morford is unable to benefit from those lessons. There are many like him.
Tu Ne Cede Malis
-Virgil
This, In a Nutshell, Is Why CA Is Unwinnable To The GOP
IJB Friday, February 27th at 9:00PM EST (link)And why anyone who thinks otherwise is deluding themselves.
Trust me on this – this guy is not unique. In CA, there are *millions* (literally, *millions*) of people just like him. Some are even more out there than this!
This kind of person probably makes up 70% of the population of the immediate San Francisco Bay Area, but there are plenty more around Sacramento, and down the coast through Santa Cruz, Monterrey and Santa Barbara.
Luckily, when you get down to coastal Southern CA, there tend to be fewer of this type (though there are still plenty around Santa Monica, Westwood and Hollywood) – the So. Cal. Democrat tends to be much more of a downscale, hard-scrabble union type.
But Northern CA is *infested* with the kind of people who share the sentiments of this letter writer.
Believe it.
Remember, this is the media
Praying (Diary) Saturday, February 28th at 3:58PM EST (link)that trashed Bobby Jindal’s speech for not having enough “style and presentation.” Makes you want to hit your head on a brick wall until you pass out, doesn’t it!
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Good point.
thinklib (Diary) Monday, March 2nd at 9:29AM EST (link)I noticed that too. After Obama’s speech, all the pundits talked about was the style and emotion of the speech. No analysis at all. It’s like we’re living in the Twilight Zone.