On Gossamer Wings
I'm listening to Biden. The usual cliches. There's something creepy about the myths and fairytales oft-mentioned in the speechifying. The last 8 years were like some Dickens nightmare helmed by Lord Vader and the Yoda Bush. Greedy monocled oil oligarchs dressed up like the Monopoly guy grabbing the last crumbs from the hand of a starving kid. Oh and then there was Ted Kennedy, referred to as the Liberal Lion. Am I to think he's Burt Lahr dressed up in a suit wearing his heart around his neck? And then the repeated allusions to Camelot and the young and dynamic JFK. Young and dynamic, young and dynamic. Hope, change. Hope change. It's amazing peering into this fantasy world. Hoping that this is the moment that the rise of the oceans began to change. It's like sinking your teeth into a giant Twinkie - there's form and mass but no substance.

In our rush to embrace the utopian spectre of CHANGE, I highly wonder how much autonomy people are ready to give up in service of this noble goal. Earlier in the campaign at a speaking event, Michelle let slip to the enraptured hordes this juicy forewarning, "

“Barack Obama will require you to work,” she says. “He is going to demand that you shed your cynicism. That you put down your divisions. That you come out of your isolation…Barack will never allow you to go back to your lives as usual, uninvolved, uninformed.”

Mmm yummy. And I thought it was the Bushitler that was in the business of ordering us around.

No matter and no worry. In the global deathmatch we'll have our Young & Dynamic Prez Community Organizer going up against the Judo black belt KGB Putin. Maybe of maybees Putin will cave in to Obama's demands in exchange for some monthly gratis courtesy of the Mayor Daly community organizing machine. Bill Ayers can head over to Moscow and help out with the Soviet public education. No wait, I forgot. Ayers is too busy bringing the Soviet education to America. Ayers as Secretary of Education perhaps?

The tired and weary Bush tiptoes to his Presidency's end. One wonders had he pushed out his bedtime a few hours later he'd have used that time to do a little better with the mythbusting. At least be better with the pushbacks. Instead, rather than stay ahead of the myths, the myths got ahead of him. Now far too many people are convinced that the only thing that can save us is the Savior from Chicago - brimming with a head full of academic leftism, liberation theology, community activism, and carefully disguised radical chic. A Manchurian Candidate for Ayers, Alinsky, Wright, and who knows who else (will we find out?).

Do you know the man you vote for? Or is it the Myth you seek to realize?