Cole Porter would be proud. And, too, the Radio City Rockettes.
The mainstream media have now dropped all pretense of feigned objectivity and as with a voice risen up in gleeful accord to sing the praises of Barack Obama. Arms intertwined, legs kicking high, faces all aglow, they’re proudly proclaiming for all to hear the song of their hearts’ desire:
I’m in love again, and the spring is comin’
I’m in love again, hear my heart strings strummin’
I’m in love again, and the hymn I’m hummin’
is the “Huddle Up, Cuddle Up Blues”
There’s perky little Katie Couric – “Two, three, kick! Turn! Turn, turn, kick! Turn!” – all slack-jawed and glassy eyed at the mere glimpse of Beau Barack’s lithesome visage.
And here, leotards hiked high, is MSNBC’s boy balladeer, Chris Matthews, a tingle running up his leg as he unashamedly embraces the man whose throaty baritone has spurred him on to shout aloud “the love that dare not speak its name.”
But, wait, over there, hair askew, in grand battement en cloche is the always alluring Brian Williams, arms akimbo, chin thrust out, announcing to the world in bold defiance that, no, he won’t betray the trust of the man he has come to adore by “playing gotcha’ with embarrassing questions about where he was last Sunday morning … and the Sunday morning before that … and the Sunday morning … well, you get the picture.
I’m in love again, and I can’t rise above it
I’m in love again, and I love, love, love it
I’m in love again, and I’m darn glad of it
Good news!
The mainstream media’s handstands, pirouettes, backbends, and warbling swoons over Mr. Obama would almost be comical – were they not so decidedly unprofessional and detrimental to the very serious business of electing a president. In their own Canons of Journalism (which, clearly, the majority of today’s Rather duplicitous scribes have likely never even heard of, let alone read), the members of the journalism profession solemnly swear to remain impartial, making “a clear distinction between news reports and opinion.”
Except, of course, where Barack Obama is concerned.
The mainstream media’s Obamania reached its nadir – and its logical conclusion, we might add – when President Bush dared evoke the image of an arrogantly uniformed United States Senator who, upon hearing of Hitler’s invasion of Poland breathlessly proclaimed, “Lord, if only I could have talked to Hitler, all of this might have been avoided.”
So offended was Washington Post’s Anne Applebaum by this thinly veiled allusion to her boy (whoops, sorry: her man) Barack that she made a mad dash to the keyboard to demand an immediate moratorium on any and all criticism of Adolf Hitler. No, you can’t make this stuff up. “Seventy years have passed,” snorted Ms Applebaum: Enough Hitler bashing!
You see, anything – anything whatsoever: large or small, monumental or incidental – that in any way, shape, or form may call into question the media Messiah’s ascension to the throne is strictly verboten (to use a term Ms Applebaum would assuredly find not only offensive, but archaic). So, now, the “Huddle up, Cuddle Up Blues” even extend to Der Fuhrer.
Someone sad had the awful luck to meet
Someone bad, but the kind of bad that’s sweet
No one knows what a glimpse of paradise
Someone who’s naughty showed to someone who’s nice
Now lest the gentle reader think that’s a bit of an overstatement, brace yourself – because it gets worse. In fact, so enamored are the denizens of the mainstream media with Mr. Obama that they are perfectly willing to thoroughly exonerate the monster of Munich all together — if in the process, it provides cover for their beloved avatar of hope.
Here is how Seattle Times editorial writer Bruce Ramsey chose to rewrite history in order to redefine Obama’s unconditional embrace of notorious tyrants. We quote it verbatim, in full, so that none of Mr. Ramsey’s mainstream media apologists can accuse us of “excerpting”:
“Democrats are rebuking President Bush for saying in his speech to the Knesset, here, that to “negotiate with terrorists and radicals” is “appeasement.” The Democrats took it as a slap at Barack Obama. What bothers me is the continual reference to Hitler and his National Socialists, particularly the British and French accommodation at the Munich Conference of 1938.
“What Hitler was demanding was not unreasonable. He wanted the German-speaking areas of Europe under German authority. He had just annexed Austria, which was German-speaking, without bloodshed. There were two more small pieces of Germanic territory: the free city of Danzig and the Sudetenland, a border area of what is now the Czech Republic.
“We live in an era when you do not change national borders for these sorts of reasons. But in 1938 it was different. Germany’s eastern and western borders had been redrawn 19 years before—and not to its benefit. In the democracies there was some sense of guilt with how Germany had been treated after World War I. Certainly there was a memory of the “Great War.” In 2008, we have entirely forgotten World War I, and how utterly unlike any conception of “The Good War” it was. When the British let Hitler have a slice of Czechoslovakia, they were following their historical wisdom: avoid war. War produces results far more horrible than you expected. War is a bad investment. It is not glorious. Don’t give anyone an excuse to start one.”
Allow us to pause here while you puke.
The mainstream media monolith is rolling out a red carpet for Barack Obama as he shucks and jives his way to the White House. They will allow him to say anything – and pretend he never said it. They will allow him to be anywhere – and pretend he was nowhere in sight (he was 20 years as a pillar of the church – yet he apparently never heard the wrong Rev. Wright speak). And they will allow him to propose any lunatic policy that crosses his admittedly fertile mind – and pronounce it ex cathedra.
Of course, the problem with this entire charade is not only that it could put Mr. Obama in the White House without him once having to defend his own record, pronouncements, or plans. It is that should Mr. Obama enter the Oval Office, his mainstream media idolaters will likely continue singing his praises and dancing blithely to his onerous tune – while the rest of us wonder whatever happened to free enterprise, fair taxes, a strong defense, and individual liberty.
I’m in love again, I’m a lovebird singin’
I’m in love again, I’m the spring lamb springin’
I’m in love again, weddin’ bells are ringin’
Let’s go!