Herman Cain: One Freaky Dude?

After some impressive displays of loyalty, a segment of the Republican base is losing patience with Herman Cain. A Reuters/ipsos poll conducted several days after the media reported allegations that Cain had sexually harassed former employees showed the percentage of Republicans who viewed him favorably had dropped to 57% from 66%. A 53% majority of all respondents — a pool that included Democrats as well as Republicans — reported they believed the allegations against Cain.

But this was before the case against Cain acquired a face, a name and a storyline. Yesterday, Sharon Bialek supplied all three. With attorney Gloria Allred at her elbow, Bialek told reporters how she’d sought Cain’s help in regaining her job at the National Restaurant Association. In Bialek’s words, as the two were sitting in Cain’s parked car following dinner, he slid his hand “under my skirt and reached for my genitals. He also grabbed my head and brought it toward his crotch.”

When Bialek balked, Cain delivered the line that has already inspired a bumper sticker, and might well take its place alongside “I didn’t inhale” in some big book of quotations from American politicians. He asked her: “You want a job, right?”

Some observers, including Slate’s David Weigel and lawyer Zerlina Maxwell, are suggesting that Cain’s advances, if Bialek’s account can be believed, qualify as a sexual assault. I wouldn’t know. In my non-juror’s eyes, they seem simply crass and oafish, and in ways oddly resonant with Cain’s entire approach to campaigning.

To put it charitably, Cain has serious taste and tone issues. In his 9/11 tribute video, he croons “God Bless America” over footage of the hijacked planes slamming into the Twin Towers, and over audio of horrified eyewitness screams. The effect is a little like hearing “Hey, Good Lookin’” played at a model’s open-casket funeral. His strictly partisan messages are even tackier. In this radio ad, run by America’s PAC, Cain plays the voice of the Republican superego, chastising a Democrat for being unemployed, for cheating on his wife, and for favoring abortion because “if you make a little mistake with one of your ho’s, you’ll want to dispose of that problem toute de suite, no questions asked.”

If Cain were a self-conscious provocateur, all of this might seem daring and edgy. But I don’t think that’s it at all. Cain’s a button-down company man with a bachelors in math and a masters in computer science. There just happens to be an enormous disconnect between what he finds compelling, tasteful and persuasive, and what the vast run of humanity does. In this by-now infamous TV spot, Cain campaign manager Mark Block, a cipher to most of the voting public, recites a few banalities into the camera and chases them with a cloud of cigarette smoke. A reassuring pat on the hand to smokers like me, or perhaps to Big Tobacco? Maybe, but that can’t explain the spot’s conclusion, where Cain’s face breaks into a weirdly exalted smile. He ends up looking less like the cat who swallowed the canary than like the Mona Lisa, if she had swallowed a canary.

If you throw in Cain’s joke about protecting America’s borders with an electrified fence, he starts to look like an American edition of Italian prime minister Silvio Berlusconi. Both have sizable private fortunes; both crack jokes to make the masses cringe. Berlusconi, for example, once told Martin Schulz, a German member of the European Parliament, that he should play a concentration camp guard in a film. When accused of having an affair with a 17-year-old belly dancer who performed under the name “Ruby Rubacori,” he told the press, “It’s better to be passionate for beautiful girls than to be gay.”

But Berlusconi’s insolence has always looked calculated, his way of reminding opponents that impeachment or rejection at the polls will mean nothing worse than a return to private life as a mobbed-up media mogul. Cain’s gaffes seem to signify some basic, possibly congenital deficiency in timing and bienséance. Maybe math-and-computer people just see the world through eyes unique to their species. If Cain invited, say, a Vulcan girl to a private screening of his ads, she might find him a cross between Churchill and Lord Byron, provided Cain picked the right moment in her seven-year sexual response cycle to make his move.

Well, Berlusconi’s on his way out. Anyway, these are no more than the conceits of a blogger (who, full disclosure, performed lousily on the math section of his SATs and GREs). I can’t say how much truth, if any, is in Bialek’s story, but it follows logically to me that any man who tries to seduce America by these means might well try to seduce a woman without kisses or compliments.

Herman Cain: the Candidate Who Cried “Liberal Racism”

Apparently, Iowans don’t give a hoot whether or not Herman Cain has ever sexually harassed anyone. A Washington Post poll reports that Cain’s popularity nearly matches Mitt Romney’s, at a rate of 23 percent to 24 percent. Meanwhile, 70 percent of Republicans have stated that the allegations will make no difference in their choice of a candidate.

Iowa, remember, is a state where Cain’s campaign efforts have been notably lax. Closer to home, he’s doing even better. In a recent Rassmussen poll, the native Georgian out-pointed Romney among South Carolinians, 33 percent to 23 percent. Jaded by the escapades of former governor Mark Sandford, Palmetto State Republicans might have a high threshold for the kind of scandal that can be called “alleged” and doesn’t involve the mis-use of public funds.

This is all very well for Cain, but it makes me wonder why — for Pete’s sake, why – he had to defend himself by playing the race card. During a Fox News appearance, when Charles Krauthammer asked whether he believed the allegations had been racially motivated, Cain answered, “yes,” adding, “we have no evidence to support this.”

Cain didn’t elaborate on who, exactly, was exercising a racial grudge — the women who made the allegations, or Politico, for publishing their stories despite their insistence on remaining anonymous. In the Krauthammer interview, he did add: “Relative to the left I believe race is a bigger driving factor. I don’t think it’s a driving factor on the right.”

But one enemy and one camp just won’t do for Cain. He has also accused Rick Perry’s people of orchestrating the scandal, without actually saying whether his race figured among their motives. On the contrary, Cain managed to disclaim his suspicions, at least halfway, when he told Sean Hannity, “Let’s just say, there aren’t enough breadcrumbs that we can lay down that leads us anywhere else at this point.”

That’s some pretty wild spin. It puts the voter in the strange position of hoping that Cain knows how silly he sounds, but also knows that it’s good for business. Rather than focusing exclusively on what he might have done to whom, the media are diverting their attention to the question of why the beans were spilled in the first place. Commentary, though generally partisan, has sometimes been enlightening.

Larry Elder, for example, points out that, in 1988, when Jesse Jackson ran for the Democratic presidential nomination, the media deferred to his wife‘s request that they sit on stories he‘d strayed. Without saying that liberals — or the media, or even the liberal media — are racist, he does offer one occasion where they gave a pass to a black liberal that they denied to a black conservative. This raises the questions of whether the pre-internet media can really stand comparison to their post-internet descendants; in Salon, Steve Kornacki doubts that Politico’s editorial policy favors Left over Right. Still, Elder provides the reading public with good food for thought.

Unfortunately, voices like Elder’s aren’t the only ones, or even the loudest. All over Fox News and talk radio, conservative pundits are declaring Cain’s drama the second coming of Anita Hill and Clarence Thomas. Sean Hannity was the first to call it by Thomas’ phrase “high-tech lynch mob.” Rush Limbaugh declared it a “racist hit job.” Laura Ingraham believes liberals are trying to send Cain, “a black man who thinks for himself,” to “the back of the bus.”

In the Daily Beast, Michelle Goldberg calls this view of events “absurd.” Absurd or not, it represents an stunningy ambitious attempt to flip one of the most powerfully charged scripts in American political discourse. Traditionally, conservatives have dismissed the idea of racial bias as an illusion promoted by liberals in order to gain leverage over blacks and weak-minded whites. Limbaugh himself has plugged this line relentlessly. But here, on the flimsiest of evidence, they’re insisting that, not only is the Right not racist, the Left is. So there. I know you are, but what am I.

If Limbaugh, Hannity, et al are aiming to win over black voters — whose overwhelming preference for the Democratic Party Cain has called the result of “brainwashing” — well, good luck to them. If they’re looking to make Cain’s critics suffer as they have for their own alleged race baiting — for example, when Stephen Colbert ripped Ingraham for projecting an obsessive love of baby-back ribs onto Michelle Obama — that’s understandable. But something tells me they’re going for more than irony here. They want this version of events to become the official, canonical version. They’d love for future generations of American schoolchildren to see a hybrid car and imagine the owners dragging a black person behind it.

It’s hard to say whether Cain buys into this view wholeheartedly. Earlier in his campaign, he went on record saying, “I don’t believe racism in this country today holds anybody back in a big way.” He seemed to be granting a plenary indulgence to Left and Right alike. If, now, he truly means that racism does exist, and is all coming from the Left, then he’s making a bold statement, and a very divisive one.

Compare it with the speech delivered by the future President Obama after it was discovered that his pastor, the Reverend Jeremiah Wright, had gone so far as to call God’s curse down on America. While assuring audiences that Wright’s opinions were not his own, and condemning “black anger” as “counterproductive,” Obama went out of his way to validate the resentment felt by some white Americans against blacks:

In fact, a similar anger exists within segments of the white community. Most working- and middle-class white Americans don’t feel that they have been particularly privileged by their race. Their experience is the immigrant experience — as far as they’re concerned, no one handed them anything. They built it from scratch. They’ve worked hard all their lives, many times only to see their jobs shipped overseas or their pensions dumped after a lifetime of labor. They are anxious about their futures, and they feel their dreams slipping away. And in an era of stagnant wages and global competition, opportunity comes to be seen as a zero sum game, in which your dreams come at my expense. So when they are told to bus their children to a school across town; when they hear an African-American is getting an advantage in landing a good job or a spot in a good college because of an injustice that they themselves never committed; when they’re told that their fears about crime in urban neighborhoods are somehow prejudiced, resentment builds over time.

It’s true, Obama did single out “conservative commentators” for dismissing “legitimate discussions of racial injustice and inequality as mere political correctness or reverse racism.” But the discrimination itself he presents as bipartisan, or non-partisan — at any rate, a wash.

Say what you like about Obama — the speech was magnificent, and helped as much to get him elected as anything he ever said or did. Cain could stand to learn a lesson from it. Even if he believes his own narrative on race and politics, he ought to consider downplaying it. “Lefties-are-bigots” might resonate with the likes of Limbaugh and Ingraham, but then, their goal is to sell advertising space, not to win elections. If Cain intends seriously to win the presidency, he’d better hire an independent speechwriter…maybe even find a teleprompter.

Herman Cain Betrays Smokers

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For a while there, it looked like the Cain campaign bus was headed for a Passenger 57 moment. No, I don’t mean doubters would soon be given to understand that they should, in the words of the Wesley Snipes character, always bet on black. Rather, there emerged the possibility that the candidate would seize each and every one of us bodily and force us to repeat, “Herman…Cain…is…not…insane.”

The most compelling sign of madness was the minute-long TV spot featuring Cain campaign manager Mark Block. Block is a wooden speaker, and worse, a shabby-looking man. With his glasses, mustache and formless coif, he looks like — and might in fact be — the “real square cat” from the Stray Cats’ “Rock this Town” video. Strangest of all — to many — Block ends his pitch by dragging on a cigarette and exhaling in the direction of the camera.

Jon Huntsman’s daughters have spoofed the ad, and brilliantly. Really, wouldn’t it have been nice to see kids this clever on magazine covers for the next four to eight years?

But much as I wish I could laugh along with the Huntsmans, this is a wedge issue. Since St. Patrick’s Day, 1988 –when I was 16 — I’ve smoked two packs of cigarettes a day, sometimes three on Sundays. I consider myself very dedicated; not even illness or family tragedy has caused me to slacken. If I can’t buy, I bum. If I can’t bum, I snipe. I can smoke a Pall Mall 100 from tip to filter without once touching the thing with my hands. Whether I take pride in the kindship or not, Mark Block is one of my people.

So, I thought, might his candidate be. Cain began an interview with CBS host Bob Schieffer by saying he thinks us smokers should be ourselves. As Matt DeLong reports in his Washington Post blog:

“One of the themes within this campaign is let Herman be Herman,” Cain said. “Mark Block is a smoker, and we say let Mark be Mark. That’s all we’re trying to say, because we believe let people be people.”

Schieffer, a survivor of bladder cancer, which he puts down to smoking, accused Cain of glamorizing the habit. Cain promptly flip-flopped, assuring Schieffer he respects his opinion. Though Cain added, truthfully enough, that there’s no chance of making the ad disappear now that it’s gone viral on the internet, he curried favor with the pronouncement: “Smoking is not a cool thing to do.”

Thanks a bunch, Herm. I thought you were a libertarian. I expected you to say, “Don’t like smoking? Move to Europe — specifically, to one of those countries in Western Europe that has a strong national ban in all public places with some exceptions.” Then, I hoped, you’d air a new campaign spot, where a former smoker, hounded by society into dipping Kodiak, deftly switches his Thirstbuster cup with that of a caviling busybody.

But no, Herm, you had to back off the whole premise and play to the center. I swear, you’re starting to sound more like a seasoned politician every day.