But his "hocus-pocus" world view surely is not the only reason.
Let's face it, Ben Carson, who happens to be a Seventh Day Adventist, is probably the spaciest space shot to hit the political landscape since Jerry Brown's "Governor Moonbeam" era of the late 1970's in California. Although he doesn't quite project that completely "spaced out" kind of vibe associated with excessive cannabis intake or hard drug use, Carson's overall affectation of hazy, doped-up bliss often reminds me of some of the heroin addicts I've known. Many of them -- during their dope-fueled transition from stunted lucidity to "nodded-out" stupor -- ramble off much of the same kind of kooky, semi-coherent, philosophical rhetoric about the nature of the world in which both we and they live.
And they'd deliver that nonsense projecting the same wispy, cosmic demeanor we see in Carson. But don't get me wrong, I no more believe that Carson's addicted to smack or weed than I do his claim that until he finally found God (while in the bathroom for three hours), he ran the streets of Detroit as a stabby, hot-tempered ghetto thug.
Nope. "Gentle" Ben Carson is no dope fiend.
But he is seemingly dopey. To wit: he's a medical scientist who is as well a science-denier; he believes that the Great Pyramids were just a bunch of fabulously gussied-up grain silos; he believes that it was man who systematically hunted dinosaurs into extinction; his position on sexual preference is uniquely "pro-choice" (people " choose to be gay"); and, based on his response to media probing into claims he's made about a violent background and a scholarship offer from West Point, he believes that real journalism happens when reporters consign themselves to the role of stenographers. Finally, Carson diminishes the importance of at least some political experience in a presidential candidate by rationalizing that "amateurs built the Ark and it was the professionals that built the Titanic."
Yep. "Brother Visions" is clearly no rocket scientist, but he does appear to be a full-blown space cadet.
Truth be told, I don't know if Carson's space cadet demeanor is simply a manifestation of intense spiritual enrapture; detached thoughtfulness; scatter-brained bliss; or, maybe indeed just a matter of one "toke" too many. But whatever it is and from wherever it stems, Ben Carson's "Colonel Khadafy-esque " aura of head-in-the-clouds spaciness is overwhelming. It's at the point of rendering him too damn weird to be President of the United States. Meanwhile, it appears, based on Carson's steadily-declining poll numbers of the past couple of weeks, many of his supporters are starting to feel the same way.
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