(Article changed on January 31, 2014 at 10:28)
We no longer live in a reality based society and because of this, it no longer finds itself fettered by the rocks of reality, the sky's the limit. Torquemada might as well swing for the fences.
"An entrepreneur flipped on the lights in her tech startup and did her part to add to the more than 8 million new jobs our businesses have created over the past four years." ~ Barack Obama
Eight million jobs when we needed sixteen, mostly part-time, without benefits in a sea of hard to get, a sea of twelve million officially unemployed. Millions more struggle each day, to have a meal and keep the heat on. The President is saying the entrepreneur is doing something wonderful, so don't blame me, if you're not. But for every entrepreneur flipping a switch, there are millions more flipping burgers, trying to stay alive. Because they work part-time the margins are always close, the utility cut off date is always the first thing they read. Because they are older, they fill positions once held by teenagers, making it harder for the young to become established into society.
But what are the youth to become? What is the central organizing principle of our society? Capitalism? Can a populace be motivated by wealth, if it becomes more and more difficult to get? Can media so fully indoctrinate the message of wasteful commercialism in the bare face of subsistence poverty? In his praise of the entrepreneur, the President is praising the one in a million that lands an NFL or NBA contract. A non reality made for TV illusion, that millions can all be entrepreneurs, selling things to each other. To become a successful entrepreneur you need money and luck, but mainly money. You need capital to live on and capital to work from, but most of all, you need customers with money to spend.
We have a failure to communicate, a broken, defective operating principle, which neither, motivates nor inspires. Seniors no longer look towards retirement as golden, they look with trepidation. They've watched as the middle class, the home-owner, the union worker and the non-union workers, have all been systematically thrown under the bus. They no longer believe in much of anything, but nobody wants to talk about, many of us having long-term unemployed friends or relatives. Families impaired by members unable to find a job at subsistence wages, you can't move out because you can't afford to or you can't move out because they can't afford for you to move out. Or maybe there's a job for you, but you can't afford to move period.
Because of the length of this malaise, a generation grows up without knowledge of either prosperity or peace. How do they set goals with a future so nebulous without any reasonable hope of success? What are the good American jobs?
What is our plan for the future? Just drift aimlessly, judging the quality of our lives by the Dow Jones average? This American reality was created by Free Trade agreements, sold to the American people, sealed by the bipartisan promise of jobs, which never arrived. The entrepreneurs and big corporations are all in favor, it will bring jobs. You see, you can't even read that line without seeing snark. That's my point, there is reality and then there's what the President was talking about.
The President talks about Autoworkers, farmers and rural doctors, in a pure Timmy & Lassie fantasy. "A man took the bus home from the graveyard shift, bone-tired but dreaming big dreams for his son." Most factories aren't on the bus line and even if they were, the buses probably don't run third shift. A Sophic Hershey's syrup of hog wash,
"And in tight-knit communities all across America, fathers and mothers will tuck in their kids, put an arm around their spouse, remember fallen comrades and give thanks for being home from a war that after twelve long years is finally coming to an end." ~ Barack Obama
Oh come on now, we deserve better than that. What a rip off, I mean, at least in all the dystopic novel scenarios, the leader is dark and ominous or at least interesting, we get this cruel reality, Opie Taylor's state of the Mayberry Address. My Aunt Bea sure does make good pies! What is this, Family Guy?
"It is our unfinished task to restore the basic bargain that built this country -- the idea that if you work hard and meet your responsibilities, you can get ahead, no matter where you come from, no matter what you look like, or who you love." ~ Barack Obama
This is a recurring theme from Obama, meeting your responsibilities. You're the one under the gun; you're the one under scrutiny. Why did you lose your house? Irresponsible. Why did you lose your job? Irresponsible. Why are we in the situation we're in? Don't blame us; you're the one who's irresponsible! But no matter where you come from (Birds sing, cue music) no matter what you look like (Cue, ugly kid slide) no matter where you come from (cue Obama slide) or who you love (cue Gay couple slide) and our children and our children's children with amber waves of grain and purple mountains, we can't forget the purple mountains. (Cue flag) and if you don't get ahead, there must be something wrong with you.
A blind puppet with an open contempt for the people, a low-grade, satirical tent preacher, openly hostile towards the crowd. This wasn't so much of a speech as a performance unsurpassed in its delicacies, escaping nobly from any construction of goals or priorities. When the central organizing principle becomes corrupted and government so clearly living in a fantasy land, there is no chance for meaningful reform. You could no more stop them than you could stop Fred Flintstone from running off with Betty Rubble, you can only try to hold on and understand we don't know who is really in charge here.
"Hence I have no mercy or compassion in me for a society that will crush people, and then penalize them for not being able to stand up under the weight." ~ Malcolm X