Stoopid Stuff

The Beer of Fear

Dammit. I'd LOVE to have a beer and chat with Barack Obama. He is, in spite of my concerns about his Presidency, a brilliant and inspiring figure, and one who would offer an interesting insight into the current state of affairs.

But as a supporter, a person who believes he is trying in many ways, someone who genuinely wishes him well, I have little or not chance of ever seeing something like that come to pass. In fact, the lesson here is the best way I can hope to have a soul-searching one on one conversation with the most interesting American political figure since John F. Kennedy is to find a way to abuse and mistreat a black man. If I can violate his constitutional rights in a public setting, then deny it was racially motivated, to the point where I can earn the wrath of the President so that he might speak intemperately, then I can hope that the whole thing will blow over as we sit in the garden outside the Oval Office enjoying a Red Stripe and laughing about post-racial America.

posted by mikey @ 5:17 PM