“That One” takes a knee

I think that Johnny Nutjob truly meant to say “The One,” as Obama was dutifully dubbed after the Berlin rally. McCain meant it as an homage to his nemesis who even he sees as having attained the magicalist of all numbers, forty-four.

It is curious and comical to watch and read the “experts” who preface most questions about the race with, “I’m not in the fortune telling business but…” But what? Kiss my butt Jack. You all slip it into the conversation constantly: “He’s on a glide path as long as things stay static…” yet you would never sully your patinaed halo of sanctity as a down the middle professional news-whore by actually saying, “Here’s what I think.”

Well, here’s what I think (and I have my network’s permission to say so). B. Hussein Obama takes VA, PA, OH, CO and Florida, Florida, Florida. And he does it with style and grace and come January 20th, 2010 when he gives his first of eight State of the Union addresses we will look back and wonder what all the fuss was about? Why were we worried when he took the oath of office on Mao’s little red book that he had borrowed from Billy Ayers? (That’s the only part I’m kidding about.)

Hell, Bullet Head Schmidt, bring it on! O yes, you can claim that he is from Africa (ain’t we all?) and you can say he is an elitist and try to say he is out of touch with the common voter, and you can say that he palls around with commies and still sneaks cigs, but your guy is a dud. His campaign has flatlined. Except for the perky veep pick.

Very interesting to read this morning that Christopher Buckley, with profuse apologies to his absent pere, is endorsing Obama which is the first time he has ever voted D. He says sadly that McC is not that man he used to be but has become a sputtering, spitting-mad man promising the most unattainable goals to try to woo the uninformed voters who may not have made up their minds yet. McCain’s pledge to balance the budget has about as much possibility of happening as did the eighteen cents a gallon gas rebate that he promised before last summer. I don’t care that blondie promised the same thing; she lost too.

There is so much to read and listen to while trying to sort out what is really going on that it becomes somewhat mind numbing and like the state of the economy it feels whelming. Thursday’s stock market close has the Dow off 38 percent for the year. The crash of ’29 marked the same indicator off 47 percent.

The Crash signaled the beginning of the world wide depression which, in this country lasted about ten years. Setting up for World War II helped to bring us out of it. Strong measures, my friends, and especially for a military as strapped as ours is now. Then there is the human cost. Seventy million people lost their lives in that one, almost a tenth of them in the Holocaust. I don’t think this is a very good option for ending a depression should that eventuality obtain.

What is going to happen? What will the next president (That One) do when he begins to grapple with the myriad other messes that W has left for him? To me it is almost inconceivable that anyone would want this job no matter the perks and prestige. Surely the world is in a better place to recover now from this economic maelstrom than it was 70 years ago. But what I think about is the new position of the players. Iceland is borrowing money from Russia? That can’t be good. China is solvent and we’re into them for a Trillion? Yikes! The Japanese are shoring up the prestigious Morgan Stanley? Is this a time warp?

Buckley’s argument, though hardly original, has it that Obama does have the temperament, judgment and brains to lead this nation. I would add that his superlative organizing skills has to give him a commanding lead over the guy who didn’t acquit himself adequately at Annapolis. McCain gets too much credit for surviving, in life and on this campaign. His desperate veep choice and the all or nothing style he is employing this very day, says absolutely nothing that recommends him to take on the behemoth problems that face this government for another decade, at least.

Now picture this. It turns out that BHO, at eight years old, helped Billy Ayers plan the bombings. McC becomes POTUS 44 and shortly into his administration, his cancer comes back, he develops a staph infection in the hospital and shortly Sister Sarah is number 45. Do you think she will be able to handle all that is to come? You betcha!