There's a form of modern literature in which the narrator is an interesting guy in some way, but is in some fundamental ways clueless about what's really going on. The reader then gets to listen to this guy's interesting testimony, while seeing well beyond the narrator's understanding to grok what it is that the guy missed, and what it says about the guy that he missed it.
That's the way I feel about this very interesting little piece of testimony. There's a whole lot in it, which shows that the narrator is an interesting guy. But at the same time --at least this is how I regard it-- the narrator is really clueless, like he's watching the ash fall but missing the volcano, or that he's a deaf person looking, puzzled, at people dancing to the sounds of music.
At the same time, this author also calls our attention, at the end, to the question of whether it will be possible for our Community Organizer president to organize this American community, and how it would develop if Obama and the American people pull it off, and what it will take to do it.
An initial comment from me follows this piece.
[lbo-talk] the one
by shag at
It was a windy and chilly 40 degrees F. tonight at a local stadium where I stood with ~15,000 people to watch The One speak at a political rally. We were supposed to catch up with people from work, including my Director. Fortunately, we never caught up with them because, had we, they would have gone the back way, only to learn that they had to walk a mile the other way to get in line. They, like a lot of other people, saw the ridiculously long line and decided they'd never make it in. They were probably right.
FIRE PROTECTION TIP #1
Stop, Drop and Roll.
with an accompanying picture of someone doing the safety drill in case of fire.
When you turned it over, it said:
Won't work in Hell!
Inside, the place was standing room only -- and we arrived 2 1/2 hours early!