Monday, November 3, 2008
Obama, you betcha
You would think here in New England we'd be over it. Ten years ago I could understand. Back then, the Red Sox hadn't won a World Series in more than eighty years. In the past five years, they've won two. The curse of the Bambino never existed, did it?
But every Barack Obama supporter I meet is wringing his or her hands about his chances of winning. The polls show a healthy lead (the polls can be wrong!) Hundreds of thousands of new young voters have registered and mostly Democrats (young voters notoriously don't vote!) He's bright, inspiring, intelligent, charismatic (he's black, and we're a nation of closet bigots!) People are lining up for hours to vote for him (the lines! the lines! they'll discourage voters!) Look at the crowds he draws (Sarah Palin draws crowds too!)
Me, I'm banking on a landslide. McCain's got nothing. He's old, and he's angry, and he's desperate. McCain's got nothing but American stupidity and American prejudice on his side. Okay, I'll concede that's considerable. But not considerable enough to overcome his rightful association in the public eye with George W. Bush.
Hell, let McCain scorn Obama for spreading the wealth. He doesn't understand that most American's like that idea. Let him laugh at Obama's inexperience. Isn't that what being a real maverick is all about - a combination of naivete and boldness? Let him pull the skeletons from the closet. He's unearthed a few of his own rotting corpses. Let him infer that Obama is different (an African-American Muslim). The Americans that belive that bullshit have mourned the passing of the Weekly World News.
Americans are both smarter, and less prejudiced than anyone is giving us credit for. And there's even a few of us who like the idea that Obama hung out with Reverend Wright, Bill Ayers and Rashid Kalidi. I'm all for a man who will break bread with those he doesn't agree with in the hope of discovering an idea worth fostering, a commonality worth nurturing.
This is America, Jack, where we're supposed to brag about leaders like Barack Obama. Where we're not supposed to give a shit if someone is a Catholic, a Jew or a Muslim, or whether the shade of his skin is different from our own. Where an education at the finest schools should be applauded and envied. Where even a kid from a poor, one-parent family can grow up to be president.
I'm sick of the tired xenophobia which kneels at the altar of rigid patriotism, deaf dumb and blind zealotry, and hands-on-our-heart pledges allegiance to the fabrication of a nation which has never existed.
This blog endorses Barack Obama, as if that has any meaning at all. But I think he's gonna win big, and if you don't believe me, ask a bookie.
The folks who have real money on the line (and that's not the pundits or the pollsters, who, like the weatherman, get paid even when they're wrong), are giving Obama odds of 1.11 to 1 and McCain odds of 10 to 1 of winning.