The Racist ReElectO Gambit: “If I could find a black man who had the white sound and the white feel, I could make a billion dollars.”

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel?
-- Dylan, Like a Rolling Stone

At some point in the next nine months, depending on the level of Democrat desperation, the ReElectO’s will advance the following proposition: ‘Obama MUST be re-elected to CONFIRM AND SANCTIFY post-racial America.’

This ReElectO position will assert that giving their token but a single term will throw the entire nation back to Jim Crow or even before; that the South will rise again; and that no ReElectO will transform all citizens of the Caucasian or Asian persuasion into Grand Dragons of Klu Klux Klan. Without a sweeping ReElectO victory and “Four More Years!”, America will become a vast slave ship from which those of African descent will be forever trapped in the Middle Passage, fed through funnels and confined, in chains, below decks. This vision, this furred and feathered witch-doctor shibboleth, will be shaken in the face of the nation to reignite the shame that sent their slick-suited symbol to the White House in the first instance.

The assertion that the nation’s failure to go with the ReElectOs confirms its racist soul would be risible if it were not so despicable. The current term -- gained on the pretty promise of a post-racial America -- has been stained and scarred by programs and policies that have done more to ramp up racism in this country since the days of Bull Conner. It is a mark of indelible shame that the one president elected for his ostensible capability to bind up the nation’s wounds has been at the forefront of exacerbating them; of repeatedly “pulling off the Band-Aid”. If one were to scour the landscape of America in the summer of 2011 for a single person who could assume the crown of Racist-In-Chief looking in the Oval Office would assure a short search and a quick coronation.

The racist realities of this administration and its chief are things the ReElectOs will struggle to obfuscate under their "new and improved" program: “Give the Kid Another Chance Already.” For the ReElectOs a second term is essential. It is essential not shore up “The Story of O,” but because, in truth, the entire racial gambit the progressive left has ridden on for more than six decades hangs in the balance.

In the final analysis the progressive program rests on O being seen to be living proof of their essential premise: “African Americans are just as good, even better; just as equal, even more equal; just as smart and even smarter than all other Americans regardless of race, class, creed or national origin.” Thus is division disguised, as it always is, by "diversity."

Politically this premise is fundamental since it secures significant political bases for progressives across the board.

Economically this premise is mission critical since it secures private and public funding and payrolls for tens of millions of voters.

The one-term failure of this premise at the level of The O implies that the premise itself is flawed or, worse still, false. A collapse of the premise at the level of The O could instigate a cascade of failure that threatens to undo, not the achievement of individual African Americans, but the entire Voodoo edifice of the African-American Race Hustling Industry. There are tens of millions of gold-plated rice bowls set for smashing if The O should “faw down and go boom,” and the owners of those bowls will not readily see them shattered. The economic implosion of the Race Hustling Industry in America would be much worse that the housing implosion.

The O may believe that the ReElectOs are “all about him,” but they are really “all about themselves.” Race hustling, from the ancient 1960s era of Radical Chic and MauMauing the Flak-Catchers has been a rich vein that people of low character, cheap morals and thug tendencies have not been slow to exploit in the United States. In fact it is entirely probable that everything sacred about the African-American quest for nobility died on a motel balcony in Memphis with Martin Luther King, and rose clad in a hand-daubed bloody turtleneck in the form of the quintessential race-hustler and extortionist role-model, Jesse Jackson. From there the shape of the hustle was codified until today we all, black, white, Asian, indian recognize the type in a twinkling. The O was merely the race-hustler’s apotheosis.

Indeed, The O was to the manor born for his present station. All the pieces were in place without the need for a conscious conspiracy or an obfuscated birth. Utterly unnecessary. He was the "Affirmative Action Elvis." The O was quite simply the inverse of Sun Records owner Sam Phillip’s famous statement: “If I could find a white man who had the Negro sound and the Negro feel, I could make a billion dollars.” Flip that around and extend it to read “make a trillion dollars and, dare I say it?, rule the world,” and you’ve pretty much got The O career trajectory. Merit and achievement were, in 2008, quite beside the point. The Story of O was always about “look and feel” and never about what was real. In short, in 2008 was time for an O and the most perfect O appeared. The rest, as they say, is history.

The problem today is, however, that the history of O is bad history. The look is fading and he’s lost that loving feeling. No matter. The ReElectOs will wail, “He just hasn’t had enough time! He needs more time and a freer hand. You can’t reject him. He’s black and rejecting him just proves you’re racist, again and again and again, racist world without end always.”

In a way, they’re right. This coming election will be, unlike the last election, all about race and racism. But it won’t be because of the deeds and the dreams of America to move into a post-racial society, it will be because of the deeds and the policies of a man who, in the final analysis, has done everything in his power to keep America racially polarized. It will be about the token who, after all was said and done, didn’t have the right stuff to be the champion of African Americans, to be “The One they had been waiting for.” He just had the timing. Vote for him anyway, the ReElectOs will say. Vote for him because he’s black and tan and rested and.... this time we promise... finally ready.

Posted by Vanderleun at July 18, 2011 12:10 PM