In the person of ‘Rebekah’, he had his victim. According to the Speechmaker, she and her husband got clobbered by the Recession (cue the ‘boo’ and ‘hiss’); then they picked themselves up by their bootstraps like the stalwart ‘Mericans they are, hocked the family farm so ‘Rebekah’ could get her edumakashun, and hung on until (cue the cheers) The Economy Picked Up Due To Obama (cue the angels singing ‘Ahhhhhh!’).
This was when the guy lost me for good and all – because the old adages are still true; in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is still king; bullshit is still bullshit, and as my Grandfather used to say, you can’t shine a turd.
This was, of course, a great time to segue into Obama’s Next Great Idea – paying for community-college educations for everyone, so they can learn what they’d learn in a proper high school, if we only had proper high schools. He left out the part where India graduates more honor students from their high schools than the entire complement of high school students in America – and that several nations have both undergraduate and graduate studies paid for not just for their own citizens, but for any citizen of any nation who has the resources to move there and study. It’s rather like opening a Yugo dealership today in any American suburb, then running ads for a free AM radio with every purchase. The result will be both embarrassing and disappointing – and eventually, it’ll go away.
He went on to praise global trade in glowing terms – and to tell us why the Trans Pacific Partnership is a good deal, and to ignore that vague sucking sound you hear over the horizon – the one that signals a wholesale loss of American jobs to nations with labor rates just north of slavery.
The rest of the speech was, quite frankly, predictable – we’re going to lick global warming; we’re going to close Gitmo; the wars are finally over; the middle class is coming back; gasoline is at an all-time-low – and soon, you’ll be able to take dirt-cheap vacations to Cuba.
I guess no one told him that 80% of Americans are one paycheck from the street; that one child in four goes to bed hungry, and one American in five relies on some form of public assistance just to make ends meet. Nope – that wouldn’t have made for good theatre.
I remember reading a review of this film, in which the reviewer said, “You can do anything in film, as long as you have no shame.”
Obama proved one thing by Tuesday’s theatre – he has no shame.
At least, he didn’t trot out a boy with crutches.