Saturday, January 31, 2009


No He Can't
by Anne Wortham

Fellow Americans,

Please know: I am black; I grew up in the segregated South. I did not vote for Barack Obama; I wrote in Ron Paul's name as my choice for president.Most importantly, I am not race conscious. I do not require a black president to know that I am a person of worth, and that life is worth living. I do not require a black president to love the ideal of America ..I cannot join you in your celebration. I feel no elation. There is nosmile on my face. I am not jumping with joy. There are no tears of triumphin my eyes. For such emotions and behavior to come from me, I would have todeny all that I know about the requirements of human flourishing and survival - all that I know about the history of the United States ofAmerica, all that I know about American race relations, and all that I knowabout Barack Obama as a politician. I would have to deny the nature of the"change" that Obama asserts has come to America . Most importantly, I would have to abnegate my certain understanding that you have chosen to sprint down the road to serfdom that we have been on for over a century. I would have to pretend that individual liberty has no value for the success of a human life. I would have to evade your rejection of the slender reed of capitalism on which your success and mine depend. I would have to think it somehow rational that 94 percent of the 12 million blacks in this country voted for a man because he looks like them (that blacks are permitted toplay the race card), and that they were joined by self-declared"progressive" whites who voted for him because he doesn't look like them. Iwould have to wipe my mind clean of all that I know about the kind of people who have advised and taught Barack Obama and will fill posts in his administration - political intellectuals like my former colleagues at the Harvard University's Kennedy School of Government. I would have to believe that "fairness" is the equivalent of justice. I would have to believe that man who asks me to "go forward in a new spirit ofservice, in a new service of sacrifice" is speaking in my interest. I would have to accept the premise of a man that economic prosperity comes from the"bottom up," and who arrogantly believes that he can will it into existence by the use of government force. I would have to admire a man who thinks the standard of living of the masses can be improved by destroying the most productive and the generators of wealth. Finally, Americans, I would have to erase from my consciousness the scene of 125,000 screaming, crying, cheering people in Grant Park, Chicago irrationally chanting "Yes We Can!" Finally, I would have to wipe allmemory of all the times I have heard politicians, pundits, journalists,editorialists, bloggers and intellectuals declare that capitalism is dead -and no one, including especially Alan Greenspan, objected to theirassumption that the particular version of the anti-capitalistic mentalitythat they want to replace with their own version of anti-capitalism is anything remotely equivalent to capitalism.So you have made history, Americans. You and your children have elected a black man to the office of the president of the United States , the wounded giant of the world. The battle between John Wayne and Jane Fonda is over -and that Fonda won. Eugene McCarthy and George McGovern must be very happymen. Jimmie Carter, too. And the Kennedys have at last gotten their Kennedy look-a-like. The self-righteous welfare statists in the suburbs can feel warm moments of satisfaction for having elected a black person. So,toast yourselves: 60s countercultural radicals, 80s yuppies and 90s bourgeois bohemians. Toast yourselves, Black America .. Shout your glee Harvard, Princeton , Yale, Duke, Stanford, and Berkeley. You have elected not an individual who is qualified to be president, but a black man who, like the pragmatist Franklin Roosevelt, promises to - Do Something! You now have someone who has picked up the baton of Lyndon Johnson's Great Society.But you have also foolishly traded your freedom and mine - what little there is left - for the chance to feel good. There is nothing in me that can share your happy obliviousness.


I can't add anything more. I can, however, hope that the Messiah shine dims quickly, and Amercians can see what an empty suit of empty promises they've purchased.


The Gunslinger said...

Loved this. Thanks for sharing.

Poor Wilber said...

she does have a way with words
your welcome. Pw

Anonymous said...

I'm sure you supported the failure of the last 8 years. welcome to the minority party.