Showing posts with label obama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label obama. Show all posts

Monday, May 16, 2011

reaction shot

Walter Kirn on the most talked about reaction shot of the [insert exaggerated time scale here]:
Examine the picture closely. Start with Obama, the leading man, who looks less like a stalwart head of state than a grumpy hostage of circumstances. He seems to resent the fact that this high-stakes dice roll forced on him by the collective, by history, might well break him as an individual, reversing the lucky streak that got him here. Less distressed but appearing slightly bored is the vice president, whose face wears a second banana's dull disengaged look, since the best he can claim if things go well tonight is an assist, and if things go poorly, whatever, he won't lose sleep but he might feel less like waking. As for the general with the laptop, he's a model of disciplined on-task professionalism lightly salted with ironic fatalism. He understands in a wise old soldier's way that victory is just defeat turned shiny side up and every battle short of Armageddon is important to the combatants but is finally only a skirmish. Then there's Hillary, the stunned control freak with her right hand clapped over her mouth. She'll later pretend that the gesture was a nothing, an innocent attempt at cough suppression, but what most observers see and can't not see is a workaholic bureaucrat suddenly confronting the blunt force impact of foreign policy on the fragile human skull.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Why we are all Americans*

Part Two.

Because, cliche though it may be, we want have one person who can be a lightning rod for our hopes.

Because this man is not that man (more about this later).

Because it's one heck of a show-must-go-on moment (talking of which, read this.).

Because everybody loves a hero.

Oh, just because I intend to watch as much of it as I can so I can feel all connected to history and all that. So that, when people ask me what I was doing when Obama became President, I can say all misty-eyed, that I was watching teevee. And it's more exciting than the 9pm movie anyway.

*Like that moment in that alien attack film, no? What was it called? Independence Day?