There are few behaviours more annoying than sheer unrelenting narcissism, the
kind of constant bother with one's own self-image that results
in obsession with superficial appearances
at the cost of developing anything even remotely approximating depth of
character, a caring heart, or real humanity.
I think Barack Obama is just such a heartless, superficial, and inhuman narcissist.
can't get over himself, not even for a brief moment. No, he's always
posing before the mirror, listening to his own voice, caught in an
endless web of self-deceit. He seems to think this behaviour makes him
admirable, even lovable, and so do millions of Americans. Ah, well,
ours is the time of laissez-faire talk, of self-absorption, marketing,
and massive delusion. We look into the same mirror Mister Obama is so
fond of and see ourselves in his own image and likeness. Ain't we
intelligent, eloquent, aware and concerned about all the right things!
No, we are not concerned about anything at all except being "right". Looking good in the mirror. Smelling smart, being reasonably well-off, polite, and politically correct. We play to the audience
we see in our own movie mirrors, our personal 'YouTubes" ...we play to a secret audience
of one. Each one of us. We play to Ourselves. And we love what we see,
we applaud it, can't get enough of it. It's our very own Sunset Boulevard all over again.
"All The Little People"
AT THE MOVIES
But things just aren't working out right. Despite all our grinning efforts to
appear confident, secure, and sophisticated we catch a whiff of something
faintly malodorous -something not quite right. It smells fishy, like
the Gulf of Mexico. We try to fix it with corexit, but that doesn't
seem to work, -dead sea turtles, dolphins, rotting fish keep washing up onto the gilded frame of our looking glass.
There's the sound of
Fukushima's lethal radiation in the air stirring memories of Chernobyl, Three
Mile Island. Ah, but that's just being negative, a
doomsayer. We are not going to be flustered by such fear-mongering
concerns. The Tsunami's over and gone. Move on.
So, like the Hollywood movie stars we all want to be (and secretly think we are) we pull
ourselves up by the bootstraps, whistle a happy tune, and look for the
silver lining in the shining glass of our own mirrors.
We smile. We have "hope", -and there he is, Brother Obama, assuring us
that with hope and a smile we can donate to his re-election coffers and
make all the changes we might need -including a renaissance of reinvestment in his much favored nuclear reactors!
And it must be true, he's the President. He's a good man, a Liberal.
The blood of America's long oppressed, deeply brutalized black citizens
runs through his veins. He's a Brother, friend of the poor and
persecuted. A truly committed community organizer who feels our pain,
seeks only to unite us all in the spirit of hope for much needed change.
He reminds us how we elected him before, -when it "hardly seemed
likely"- and we can do the same all over again. All good people like
Obama. He tells us so. We trust him, we believe in him. Goldman-Sachs
and Wall Street
might have paid the vast majority of his last campaign bills but he's
interested in our two cents worth! He's a man of the People. After all,
he closed Guantanamo just like he said he would, and put an end to
official US torture, too.
Except, maybe, well ...there are these persistent rumours that some
whistle-blowing Bradley Manning ...uh, well rumour has it that he might
actually be ...uh, being tortured. Yeah, but Good Brother Obama has
told us himself that it's just not true:
"I've actually asked the Pentagon whether or not the
procedures that have been taken in terms of his confinement are
appropriate and are meeting our basic standards. They have assured me that they are."
Imagine that! The President "actually asked the Pentagon"! Big of him, wasn't it. I mean such solicitude...think of all the effort that prodigious feat must have ("actually") cost him, he took time off from sending our deadly drones over Pakistan and "asked" the Pentagon how Manning was being treated. Wow! And he actually gives himself a pat on the back for that gesture though, of course, he "can't go into the details" for inquiring peons. How smugly "appropriate". Such sterling "standards"!
We all know what a bastion of Truth-telling the Pentagon has always been. But it seems our President doesn't!
He's living in a realm so utterly full of his own self-satisfaction
that it matters not at all to him that a twenty-three year old young
man is factually and provenly being tortured in real life
since such real life never impinges on Mister Obama's grandiloquent
delusions. Dyslexic Bush thought he was the "Great Decider" but smooth talking Obama is the real
thing, the "Grand Equivocator". He tortures and kills for peace! Has a Nobel
Prize to prove it.
I beg your pardon, Mister President, but after all -facts are facts,
and not only has US Representative Dennis Kucinich been denied access to Bradley Manning
but even Juan E. Mendez, the U.N. special rapporteur on torture has been denied access as well.
You cannot possibly be unaware of the truth of Manning's ongoing and
systematic torture yet you speak and act publicly as if nothing is
amiss at all in your Administration.
And don't forget, my fellow narcissists -this unabashed liar wants us all to donate to his
re-election. More Hope and Change is on the way! That's rather like Snow White's Stepmother, the poisoning
bitch who keeps repeating ..."Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall, Who's the
fairest of them all" ... actually asking Snow White to buy her a new
and more flattering Mirror. It's positively surreal! And we, his fellow
narcissists, are buying it. An apple a day keeps health reform away.
Shifty Verbal Poison.
after all, maybe he deserves some praise. The Gulf is all better now.
Daddy kissed it and "actually" made it better. It's healthy, happy, and
cleaned up. Now, says he, BP can drill all over again in the deep, dying
waters. And there's no danger to any of us from radioactive plutonium, iodine
or cesium 137 in our rainwater and milk, no radioactive Fukushima
particles falling on our farmlands and vegetables. And the drones Daddy
just dispatched to Libya dropping depleted uranium on those
folks over there... well, they're "actually" just love notes sent to
encourage democracy to bloom! I'm sure he "asked" the Pentagon
about that one, too! What more could we ask of this eloquent,
liberal man? O sweet solipsism!
AMERICA'S NARCISSISTIC SELF IMAGE
He walks among us hawking his cheap Hollywood platitudes and second rate scripts exactly
as Norma Desmond played to her camera while eagerly calling out to Cecil B.
DeMille: "I'm ready for my close up!"
Like her, he's a faded star still demanding the spotlight. Hamming it
up for all us "wonderful people out here in the dark". He thinks we're
still in love with him, dumber than dumb, sadder than sad. And we are.
Just look at his $5,000-a-head fund raising event in San Francisco and you'll get the picture.
Here we see a few folks who had to pay outrageous sums of money just so
they could try to confront him on his evasion of the truth concerning
Bradley Manning's condition. These people are exceedingly polite,
anything but "radical". And how does Barack Obama handle the
situation? He invokes his slippery "charisma", his sleight-of-hand
deflection which never seems to fail him. The technique for which his
supporters continue to give him unending praise. He "thanks" them,
says they have better singing voices than he, and immediately goes on
with his prepared remarks. A Corporate whore, turning his tricks.
His behaviour freezes the heart, stops the breath, kills the spirit.
This man is terminally sick. Mentally ill. Sociopathic. And there are
lots more out there where he came from.
I mean listen up, my fellow movie stars, these are the words to the
song they sang him. The song they paid thousands of dollars to sing
him, the song he called "a nice song":
Dear Mr President we honour you today,
Each of us brought you $5,000.
It takes a lot of Benjamins to run a campaign
We paid our dues, where's our change?
We'll vote for you in 2012, yes that's true,
Look at the Republicans - what else can we do?
Even though we don't know if we'll retain our liberties,
In what you seem content to call a free society.
Yes it's true that Terry Jones is legally free,
To burn a people's holy book in shameful effigy.
But at another location in this country,
Alone in a 6 by 12 cell sits Bradley.
Twenty-three hours a day and night,
The fifth and eighth amendments say,
This kind of thing ain't right.
We paid our dues, where's our change?