President Palin

A Lipstick Pitbull Unless I’ve completely missed my guess, sometime before Jan. 20, 2013 rolls around, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin will be the 45th President of the United States.
Sen. John McCain will likely be elected 44th President, only to be succeeded by his Vice President sometime when he’s not able to complete his term.

There are a lot of reasons for my hunch, most of them are completely illogical.

But there is one phenomenon upon which the forces which control this Republican presidential nominee rely: the dumb fear of White American voters. Thanks to Craig Wilson at Harvard University’s Kennedy School of Government whom I met at the Democratic Convention in Denver last month, I’ve gotten a little deeper insight into this devilish scheme to rule.

Until 1968 when Republican Richard Nixon took power utilizing his “Southern Strategy,” Christian, segregationist, White Democrats–so-called “Dixiecrats”–ruled the South telling White voters six “truths:” 1. the federal government’s a threat; 2. federal courts don’t understand the Constitution; 3. taxes are bad; 4. unions need to be eliminated; 5. you have a lousy hospital; 6. but at least you’re White. Continue reading

A Skunk at the garden party

The Black Band

INDIANOLA, MISS.–If there is one place in Creation which symbolizes White racists with their lips dripping with “the words of inter-position and nullification” more than Mississippi, it’s the depths of Hell.

From Simon Legree’s final torment of the loyal slave Uncle Tom; to the bulging-eyed body of 14-year-old Emmett Till, tarred and feathered then thrown alive into the Tallahatchie River with a millstone around his neck; to Medgar Evers and Mack Parker; to Chaney, Goodman and Schwerner; my home state has an unmatched reputation for racial terror-on-terror, on into the 21st Century.

I returned “home” to the Delta with good intentions: to honor Riley “Blues Boy” King, a man who just turned 83, but who has a heart as forgiving as Tiger Woods.

But for me, I just couldn’t forget. I couldn’t let go of the pain. Continue reading

John McCain: Unfit to be Commander-in-Chief

It’s been clear since “Super Tuesday” primary election day, back in February that Arizona Sen. John McCain was going to be the Republican Presidential nominee. You’d think that in that six and a half month period, he would have had plenty of time to meet and court his vice presidential running mate, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin.

But no. Sen. McCain had his first and only private conversation with the volatile political neophyte the day before he announced her as his running mate. The day when some someone told him about their arranged, “shotgun wedding.”

When there is no incumbent in a presidential campaign, the first real “executive decision” the candidates make is choosing their running mates. Democratic nominee, Sen. Barack Obama (D-Ill.) chose veteran senator and foreign policy wonk Joseph Biden (D-Del.), a fellow presidential candidate whom the voters got a chance to inspect over months of campaigning and debate appearances. Joe Biden is a “lunch-pail,” “working class” kind of U.S. Senator who takes the train to and from work every day.

Sen. McCain’s choice, on the other hand, is a loose cannon, who believes that the illegal and immoral U.S. invasion and occupation of Iraq is a “task from God,” and that the construction of a new Alaska oil pipeline is also “God’s will.” Continue reading

Obama needs some fire in the belly…or elsewhere

That subject line when talking about the Democratic Presidential nominee is sublime, but I think the anatomical metaphor should question whether or not there is a deficiency somewhat lower on his torso. Personally, I’m afraid the candidate’s condition is terminal, vis-a-vis the Kerry campaign in ‘o4.

I first started feeling this way after the Saddleback Church encounter, when afterwards a couple of the CNN commentators described Sen. Obama’s performance as “nuanced.” Meanwhile Sen. McCain was the old Straight Talker, right from the hip. Since then, Sen. O has talked to O’Reilly on Fox and to Stephanopolus on ABC and seems to have continued to be “nuanced” according to what I’ve read. I did not watch because I didn’t want to be bored watching another endless stream of more “ums” instead of straight answers coming from the guy.

I saw a blogpost this morning, somewhere or another which convinced me that The Lipstick Pitbull will likely be the 45th President sometime during the next 50-52 months. The blogger described a campaign event somewhere in Pennsylvania, where Joe Biden kissed an older White lady on the forehead. It was not an affectionate kiss, but rather was a kind gesture. The woman told Sen. B that she could never vote for Obama because she just can’t imagine a POTUS named “Barack Obama.” Besides, she went on, he’s a Muslim faking like he’s a Christian. Continue reading

Strike One on McCain

Republican presidential nominee and Sen. John McCain must have awakened last Thursday morning with the proverbial favorite horse’s head in his bed. That’s when he had his first meeting with his vice presidential selection, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin.

It’s my guess that Sen. McCain had already decided who his vice presidential running mate was going to be and it was not Gov. Palin, when he got a call from some, someone who told him his plans had been changed for him. He met that evening in a secretly arranged “interview” with Gov. Palin, and the next day announced that she was to be his running mate. Hm-m-m.

In one of the classic “Godfather” movies, there was a scene in which an all powerful mob-boss woke up at his heavily guarded and palatial estate to find the head of his very favorite horse in the bed beside him.

The message: the reluctant Don was not nearly as secure in his leadership as he imagined himself to be, and therefore he had to do something he had vowed not to do. Not only was there an enemy cutthroat among his most trusted aides, the Judas also had access to the Boss’s own boudoir, while he slept. Chilling.

In recent political history, maverick Texas billionaire politician H. Ross Perot had a similar experience during his ill-fated 1992 presidential campaign.

Mr. Perot first promised his supporters that if they got his name on all 50 state ballots he would run an independent presidential campaign. They did, but in mid-July when he was ahead of incumbent Republican George H.W. Bush (the former Director of U.S. Central Intelligence) Mr. Perot mysteriously withdrew from the race, eventually complaining that digitally altered photographs were going to be released, ruining his daughter’s wedding planned for later that year. Hm-m-m.

The problem is not that Mr. McCain made a last minute decision. His problem is that he made a bad, bad choice, at the last minute. Setting aside the drama about the contradictions around “abstinence-only” education advocate Palin’s 17-year-old daughter getting pregnant out of wedlock (my own daughter’s mother had her first child at age 15, and she is a fine person and a great mother and grandmother; and my own father was married to another woman, not my mother, before I was born, until the day he died), setting that aside in the case of Gov. Palin, she is a poor choice to be a heartbeat away from the presidency. Continue reading