Repeat after the Evil:
“Disasters might befall this country. They might be inevitable. But as of noon on January 20, 2009, I am no longer afraid that those disasters will issue from the highest office in the land.”
I.e.: breathe deep, America. You no longer have to live in fear of waking up to discover we’ve just invaded Iran.
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Friend of Evil Vic dropped some Langston Hughes to celebrate the event. Evil’s favorite lines:
O, let America be America again—
The land that never has been yet—
And yet must be—
We Americans are the chosen people—the only chosen people—not because some higher power chose us, but because we chose ourselves. Because we are the only people who have ever chosen to be more than a people . . . a tribe, a faith, a race, this or that king’s men. We are all people, all tribes, all faiths, all races.
We succeed as no other nation has ever succeeded—we fail as no other nation has ever failed—because the very fabric of our national identity challenges us in a way no other nation has ever chosen to challenge itself. Because we are the only nation that conceived of itself as an obligation, a series of hurdles, of mountains to climb. The only nation with an avowed goal greater than base survival.
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. . . That said, we are a nation festooned with articles, essays and blog posts bearing titles such as “President Obama: The First 100 Hours.” Each one a tidy little reminder that we’re still in trouble—not because of welling cataclysm, but because we are damnably impatient.
It’s gonna take money . . . a whole lotta spendin’ money.
It’s gonna take time . . . a whole lotta precious time.
As French foreign-policy analyst François Heisbourg said of W’s Iraqi adventure: “Digging a deep hole doesn’t put you in a position to ask others to jump into it.”
But that’s where we are and what we’re having to do now.
Recalling the ancient proverb/curse: “May you live in interesting times.”