Wednesday, 5 November 2008

Barack Hussein Obama

I suppose I should be having some thoughts on BHO, since he has just been elected 44th President of the United States, Commander-in-Chief of the world's largest standing military force, custodian of the Big Red Button and tenant of the White House/Area 1/1600 Pennsylvania Ave, whatever you like to call the place.

The trouble is: what thoughts to have? He's an enigma wrapped in a mystery enveloped in a fog of uncertainty.

Where did he come from? How did he leap onto the world stage so suddenly like that? He's all shiny and new, unsullied by past political battles, untarnished by rumours of sexual misbehaviour, free of any suggestion of dodgy land deals. Sure he has smoked a little grass and snorted some coke but shrugged it off as youthful high jinks; decades-old news. Even his policies are bland and unobjectionable. He wants "change". You'd have to be a terrible curmudgeon to turn your nose up at "change". The world has got problems; we need change. The nature of the change is of course unspecified.

It's early days, but already I suspect we will know him mainly by the people he choses for his Administration; or rather the people who chose themselves and then pushed him forward as the front man.

Mind you, he isn't president yet. He's got to keep it together for another ten weeks until his inauguration on January 20th; not get shot, not let anyone find out he was actually born in Kenya (if true) and if there are any skeletons in his closet keep them very quiet and well hidden.

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