Barack Obama's election to the presidency is the greatest electoral moment of my lifetime and unless you were around in 1932--or perhaps 1860--yours too.
Thank you, Nostradamus. I certainly hope Obama is another FDR. We need him to be. But it might be wise to reserve judgment until he does something worth a damn.
Alterman continues:
Listen, people, Obama will disappoint us. That's part of the job description. But somehow, our nutty political system has produced a president who is to politics what Duke Ellington was to an orchestra and a recording studio, what Muhammad Ali was to a boxing ring (and an empty microphone) and what Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band still are to 80,000 people in a football stadium. How wonderful to have our faith in the very idea of hope fully restored in this way, following eight years of full-throated fearmongering in the service of nothing but cronyism, corruption, ignorance and arrogance. How empowering to learn that the Bush/neocon vision of America has been signed, sealed and delivered to the ash heap of history.
No, no, no, no, no! This is embarrassing and an insult to Messrs. Ellington, Ali, Springsteen and Stevie Wonder.
Look, I’m as happy as the next bloke to be rid of Bush, but after the collapse of Lehman Brothers, I think I might have beaten McCain. And I don’t like Obama’s speeches. They don’t inspire me and I think they’re fake. So sue me. (Here’s the guy who writes them. Nice, huh? Boys will be boys, especially in Hope Town. Would Hillary Clinton’s top speechwriter still have his job were he to be seen on Facebook copping a feel with a Michelle Obama cutout? The question answers itself.)
In the rest of his column, Alterman takes to task tired Washington hacks like Richard Cohen and Mark Halperin for being mean to Barack. Big deal. I’m more concerned that as president, Obama will decide it’s in his own interest to suck up to them.
Why shouldn’t he? He promised the media he'd be post-partisan. And he had the left at "Hello."
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