ACT III: American Fall – The Revolution

Michelle Obama did tell us “Barack Obama will never allow you to go back to your lives as usual”. Specifically, she said:

Barack Obama will require you to work. He is going to demand that you shed your cynicism. That you put down your divisions. That you come out of your isolation, that you move out of your comfort zones. That you push yourselves to be better. And that you engage. Barack will never allow you to go back to your lives as usual, uninvolved, uninformed.

Oh, irony. The most cynical, process-disdaining, divisive, self-isolating, disengaged president since Nixon, running arguably a less-transparent administration than his predecessor’s, is going to demand our enlightenment, and oh yeah, he’s going to require you to work.

Not, apparently at an actual paying job. Unless it’s for the government.

Or the revolution.

But perhaps I am redundant?

I don’t think it’s playing well, actually, hence the ongoing nervous breakdown

The first year of Obama’s presidency was Act I: Demonizing the businesses and banks who largely funded the most expensive political campaign in American history. Target “millionaires and billionaires” (private sector, only) and private jets and Vegas conferences. March on AIG businessmen’s homes, to intimidate, and to show you can. It was testing waters.

Second year, Act II was all about Obamacare — the structure upon which the transformed America would be built. Lost a few congressional seats? Worth it. Rise of Tea Party? Who cares? We’ve got unions!

Sort of reminds me of that lyric from Evita:

There’s no risk, there’s no call
For any action at all
When you have unions on your side

Third year, Act III: After a summer full of “flash mob” dry runs and stepped-up rhetoric of class warfare, the “revolution” begins — the “American Fall.”

Very tidy, no?

Say this for them, The Obamas are not liars. They told us exactly who they were. It’s staggering to consider how many were really not listening.

I watched this video advocating violence in order to bring about the socialist revolution (a better world brought to you by Mr. Molotov and as much chanting as we can sustain!), and all I could think of was this post from the ’08 election campaign, specifically the exchange between Barack Obama and Joe the Plumber and this passage from Terry Pratchett’s Night Watch:

““I’ve got a question,” said someone in the crowd of onlookers. “Harry Supple’s my name. Got a shoe shop in New Cobblers…”

“Yes, Comrade Supple?” he said.
[...]
“Anyway, it says here in article seven of this here list . . . it says we’ll seize hold of the means of production, sort of thing, so what I want to know is, how does that work out regarding my shoe shop? I mean, I’m in it anyway, right? It’s not like there’s room for me and my lad Garbut and maybe one customer.”
[...]
“Ah, but after the revolution, all property will be held in common by The People…er…that is, it’ll belong to you but also to everyone else, you see?”

Comrade Supple looked puzzled.

“But I’ll be the one making the shoes?”

“Of course. But everything will belong to The People.”

“So…who’s going to pay for the shoes?” said Mr. Supple.

“Everyone will pay a reasonable price for their shoes, and you won’t be guilty of living off the sweat of the common worker,” said Reg shortly. “Now, if we – ”

“You mean the cows?” said Supple.

“What?”

“Well, there’s only the cows, and the lads at the tannery, and frankly, all they do is stand in a field all day, well, not the tannery boys, obviously, but – ”

“Look,” said Reg. “Everything will belong to The People and everyone will be better off. Do you understand?”

The shoemaker’s frown grew deeper. He wasn’t certain if he was part of The People. “I thought we just don’t want soldiers down our street, and mobs, and all that lot,” he said.

Reg had a hunted look. He made a dive for safety. “Well, at least we can agree on Truth, Freedom and Justice, yes?”
There was a chorus of nods. Everyone wanted those. They didn’t cost anything.

Honestly, I don’t know why anyone is surprised at what’s going on in America in the Year of Our Lord, 2010. Obama told us what he was going to do, and aside from embracing all of those Bush policies and wartime excesses he previously abhorred (too much power always becomes “just-right-to-not-enough” when one assumes the reins, oneself) he’s worked very hard to keep most of his promises. If things seem chaotic just now, well, they are meant to be chaotic because the cajolery part is over:

Here’s how it works:

(CHAOS) You spend a few months trash-talking a nation’s economy, and calling it a dire catastrophe, then you (CAJOLERY) shrug and say, “no, man, it’s not that bad; people over-react.”

You say (CAJOLERY) “we need to put on the brakes” then you (CHAOS) step on the accelerator, and toss money out of the car as it flies off the cliff, so that at least everyone is partying/suffering together.

You say (CAJOLERY) “our service people deserve our best,” and then you say, (CHAOS) “but you know…not our financial and medical help for injuries sustained while serving us.” Then you Spin while Dancing in Place (CAJOLERY?)

You say, (CAJOLERY) “these AIG bonuses are unconscionable; we should not be rewarding failure,” but you (CHAOS) don’t ask Jamie Gorelick or Franklin Raines – who made millions and millions of dollars in bonus money, while mismanaging Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae – to cough up their ill-gotten booty. Then you plan further Fannie and Freddie Bonuses. This is a tricky scene, because the right hand must not be allowed to see what the left hand is doing.

You say, (CAJOLERY) “this guy is the indispensable man to fix the economy.” Then you say, (CHAOS) “well, yeah…he did oversee these AIG bailouts with the bonuses.” There is some unicycle-esque pedaling back-and-forth.

You say, (CHAOS) “we didn’t even know about these contractual bonuses,” and then you say, “well, we did. But we didn’t. But someone slipped them into the stimulus. (CAJOLERY) But no one we know. And (CHAOS) the bad guys are the businessmen! Even though they all contributed to our campaigns!

You say: (CAJOLERY) These AIG guys should do the decent thing and commit suicide, then you (CHAOS) don’t even guarantee their anonymity when their safety is a concern.

You say, (CHAOS) you’re too tired from fixing all these dire emergencies to do the “smart diplomacy” part right.” Then you (CAJOLERY) go spend a surprising amount of time rounding up sports things.

You support (CAJOLERY) your laborsec’s right to a secret ballot, then you (CHAOS) wink…and push to take away a union member’s right to a secret-ballot.

You say, (CHAOS) “the planet is going to die from carbon, even if carbon is people!” We all need a green revolution! I’m going tax your ass off for your energy usage and call it “cap and trade,” so you have no idea what the hell it all means.” Then you (CAJOLERY) cue up Air Force One nearly every week to continue the “endless campaign” where you smile and joke and smile some more, until everyone tilts the head and says, “awww…what a nice guy…”

You tell everyone (CAJOLERY) you are going to “remake” America into a people’s paradise. But you never tell them what that historically has meant, or (CHAOS) who wrote that particular script. Or how it gets played.

Your Ministry of Culture will provide the reviews.

Oh, and before the play is over – after each incredible scene – you take a bow. The press will help paint over the missed lines.

Ed Morrissey has more thoughts on the revolution

American Thinker: also striking the Obama is just who he is note.

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