What Sarah knew

Sarah has done me a big personal favor by smoking out David Brooks et al., “conservative” mainstreamers who can’t stand her.  Why a favor?  Because it’s given me a whole new reason for dismantling my respect for those hifalutin guys who have been elevated. 

She has been the bird dog who flushed the pheasants — my man Krauthammer among them! — so as to relieve us peasants of our misplaced sense of allegiance, though I’m still a K-hammer fan, using the even-Homer-nods system.

Meanwhile, she’s on the pan in Alaska, though not yet baked, it appears.  No crime but abuse of governor’s power is alleged by allegedly non-partisan commission.  Why am I skeptical?  Partly because I’m partisan and loathe to believe bad things about my candidate, but moreso because Chi Trib and Sun-Times both blasted it out yesterday as front-page items, which I knew they would when I saw the news on the ‘Net the night before.

From one of the lawyers at Powerline Blog:

The report does not convincingly show that the Palins were driven by the desire to obtain a personal benefit, as opposed to the desire to rid the police force of a bad apple about whom they had personal knowledge. However, Todd Palin’s persistence suggests that, at a minimum, there probably was a personal agenda in the mix.

In the end, it seems to me that Gov. Palin did not exercise particularly good judgment in this matter. But the case that she abused her power by violating the ethics statute and/or that she fired the public safety commissioner because he wouldn’t act against Wooten has not been made.

Nonetheless, the weakly reasoned “Troopergate” report may well represent another nail in the McCain-Palin coffin.

Calm reason here?  Powerline people are very sharp and have had doubts about Sarah P. from the start.  See also Wall Street J:

A long-awaited Alaska legislative report concluded that . . . Gov. Sarah Palin, abused her authority and broke state ethics law by trying to remove her former brother-in-law from his job as a state trooper.

But the report also concluded that the Republican governor did not unlawfully fire her public-safety commissioner, Walt Monegan, who said he had been pressured to oust the trooper, Mike Wooten. The report said other factors were involved in Mr. Monegan’s controversial dismissal.

New Criterion editor Roger Kimball goes further:

Surgeon General’s Warning: do not drive or attempt to operate machinery while contemplating the just-published 260-odd-page report orchestrated by Hollis French, Alaska legislator and supporter of Barack Obama. French had originally intended to release it October 31, for maximum effect on the campaign. Other legislators prevented that, but the report came out yesterday and guess what? It’s like Oakland according to Gertrude Stein, i.e., there’s no there there, Hollis, no smoking gun, no damning evidence, no nothing except 1) evidence of wasting the taxpayers’ money and 2) engaging in a clumsy smear campaign against Sarah. (Don’t you love the way Team Obama labels every criticism of The Dear One a “smear”: Google “Obama” and “smears”: 1,280,000 items in .13 seconds.)

French hired Steve Branchflower to do the investigating.  It’s his report.  Kimball cites another commentator:

The Branchflower Report is a series of guess and insupportable conclusions drawn by exactly one guy, and it hasn’t been approved or adopted or endorsed by so much as a single sub-committee of the Alaska Legislature, much less any kind of commission, court, jury, or other proper adjudicatory body.

It’s an “episode of political theater that would make Josef Stalin blush,” says this commentator, one Bill Dyer, “ethics violation alleged by partisan hacks,” says another, one Jules Crittenden.

I find these people on the ‘Net, of course, though I’ve been reading Kimball at least since his landmark study of higher-ed corruption, Tenured Radicals: How Politics has Corrupted our Higher Education.  Like Kimball they are thoughtful and literate.

Then we have Chi Trib and Sun-Times, who are in the narrative here, part of it as always.  NY Times and to lesser extent Wash Post and their imitators coast to coast have been alerting us to Palin problems for some time now, breathlessly awaiting “troopergate” news, as if to relive the days when Bill Clinton used his state troopers as procurers. 

Breathlessly they waited, as they did for news dug up about Rep. Barney Frank’s sleeping figuratively and otherwise with Fannie Mae, your friendly government-created mortgage company, the enemy of all that’s fiscally sound, government-created and government-unregulated?  Oh no, much more breathlessly than that.

Honey, pass the whole wheat, but keep it short

Another beautiful day, heading for 75, the young woman told me at Bread Kitchen.  Even with a seasonal crispness to contend with, this coffee drinker repaired to a sidewalk table, today with a slice of honey whole wheat — so big a slice that he took some of it home with him, for depositing in the fridge door under wraps.

Being under wraps is not always a bad thing, by the way.  Joe Biden seems to be staying that way in the current campaign, and it’s a good idea.  He’s there for ballast (not for the Connecticut vote), supplying what Dems may think is gravitas, a Latin word that does not mean gravity.  It had its day an election or so ago, so why bring it up here? 

Because the Boy Wonder is among us, clean and articulate, as Biden said back in primary-campaign days.  He is with us now for at least 24 days more, if not for an eternity beyond that.  He has marvelous miraculous things in mind for us, such as raising taxes and creating jobs at the same time.  He also has money by the carload, having reneged on his pledge to take public money and let it go at that.  This is allowing him to flood airwaves with his inspiring message.  Tsk, tsk.

His armies of the day and night are doing yeoman work.  I mean the mainstreamers, who are setting new records, laying pretense aside as they huff and puff.

I was in an email group discussion the other day with ex-newsies bemoaning the fate of Chi Trib.  One of them made a blog posting out of it.  I’m the one who said he subscribes to the Wall Street Journal these days.  I am not in there with my tentative, toe-in-water comment that USA Today-type format may be more suitable for the daily newspaper.

Unwilling to let this light bulb burn out too quickly, and blithely (if in no other way) unaware of who else may have said this a long time ago, I do want to pursue it, with this change: Make that tabloid format.  The Sun-Times has been in that format, as we know, as was the Chicago Times before merging with Marshall Field’s Sun, a broadsheet, in 1948.

The tabloid better suits the spot-item character of the newspaper.  The broadsheet (a la Chi Trib, if the term is new to you), on the other hand, is an incitement to blather.  Add to that the dearth of sharp, unyielding city and copy deskers who make it their business to put things in English, as Chi Daily News’s Bill Mooney used to say, and you have at best a warm bath and certainly not the needle-sharp shower that a good newspaper provides.

Chi Trib, on yet another hand, is flirting with tabloid-style content and treatment (and layout, when it comes to big, BIG headshots) but remains the same old big-page paper, except not as well organized.  I have no idea what they should do over there.  Times are perilous. 

No idea except that they go looking for the hardest-ass copy editors in the market, people who don’t give a shit who wins the election or whether the world burns up or freezes down or whether there are fewer black baseball players or white basketball players or all sorts of fever-producing issues that tell us WHERE THEY STAND.

Pleeez, I am (we are) hungry for items of info.  We don’t care what they think.  They should just tell us what’s happening, in raw form if necessary.  And keep it short.  Make nothing in the paper over 500 words, said a Daily News sub-editor to me years ago who went on to a long career at the Atlanta Constitution after the News folded in 1978. 

Even then, even there, it was probably a minority opinion.  But consider the discipline involved in reporters’ and editors’ keeping things that short, how such a strict norm would make them ask themselves what’s important, what do straphangers, a readership Bill Mooney kept in mind, want to know about this?

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The cap’s the thing . . .

. . . Wherein I’ll catch the smart voters. 

Beautiful day, sat outside Bread Kitchen for coffee and millet slice while paving crew chewed up North Blvd. a few steps away.  Luckily, the wind blew east, so I didn’t have to swallow pavement dust with my millet.  Fenwick students debarking from eastbound train on way to school bus had to walk through the cloud, however.  Looked like a British movie scene, 1940s smoke-filled train station, you know, the school children on way to the countryside, removed from German bombs.

Pavement crew straw boss spotted me, came over, asked where I got the hat.  My NoObama 68 cap, of course, which has drawn at least five such responses since I began wearing it a few weeks ago.  The tee-shirt shop down the street would make one for you, one guy was told, he told me.  Can’t be too obvious about this, said a woman, who also liked it, this being Oak Park, you know.  “I like your hat,” said the young man carrying stuff to the auto repair (or other) shop in the alley west of OP Ave. between Lake and N. Blvd.  And not a word but a thumbs-up kind of grin from the very button-down business man cycling to the station on Forest Ave. at Ontario. 

Various more or less malevolent glares also, and a startled look from a black business-man-looking guy, but only one voiced negative response, from the counter wench at U.S.A. Liquors, at Harlem & Madison, where the elite meet to buy by the bottle.  She spotted me roaming her aisles looking for something white and “affordable” (by me, that is) and stared.  “You a Republican?” she asked as I plunked my wine on the counter.  She asked in a fairly detached manner but was truly speaking for the multitudes to whom Democrats make their redistributist pitch.  Finally, “Barack’s gonna win,” she said.

Is he?  Charles Krauthammer and the gang at Fox think so — barring an unforeseen intervention.  Rush Limbaugh and James Carville are not so sure about that.  Rush is a great coach for the team.  James darkly hints at riots if he does not win.  Many others, of course, see racism in Obama’s opponents. 

Meanwhile, there’s the anti-Palin phenomenon, riding side by side with the Palin phenomenon.  She’s good, no doubt about it, and she rubs raw the sores of discontent among Dems.  A Knoxville TN blogger says she’s smug.  Not even that she looks smug, but she is.  I think this inaccurate judgement reflects the common resentment of looking sure of oneself.  You’re not supposed to.  You’re supposed to sprinkle your talk with worried you-knows, repeatedly trolling for affirmation. 

If you’re smart, don’t look smart.  But above all, don’t look sure of yourself.  Be apologetic or at least tentative.  Look a little harried too.  Don’t look confident.  Above all, don’t be too Christian about it all, and don’t hold your Down syndrome child so comfortably, especially while you look so good.

Palin and child

Barack and Joe and all that

Good day today, no one scared me s-less by coming up fast behind me on the sidewalk, running or cycling.  Maybe because clouds are pregnant but have not yet come due.  Water is leaking, but that’s all, and in the slightest spray you can imagine.  That’s the weather report in Oak Park.

Last night’s debate was full of excitement.  Would Obama follow the rules or wouldn’t he?  Like Biden, who in his debate just had to get in this or that.  “I have to respond,” etc.  Like a kid who will stamp his feet otherwise.  Typical Democrats.

Biden vs. Palin is A Pursued Man vs. a Finished Woman, i.e. completed.  The Pursued Man has to be right, he has to be liked also, he pastes on the huge smile reminiscent of the circus clown’s painted grin, then erases it, just like that.  He’s less running than on the run.

He doesn’t matter, however.  Never has a candidate so disappeared below media radar.  Who now reads about Biden?  Palin, on the other hand, is a force to contend with, which is why the zap-a-kid-a-day pro-abort women hate her.  What did that Bernhard comedienne hope for, that Palin would be gang-raped by blacks in Harlem?  Why do Dems always attract such creeps to their bandwagon?

I’ll tell you why.  Because down deep Republicans stand for right reason and controls, and Dems stand for going with the flow, moving on dot-orgying with the zeitgeist, a German word for flow (kidding: look it up, it will do you good).

Meanwhile, McCain limps along, ready to buy all those mortgages.  As usual, it’s the lesser of two bad things this time around.  He’s a battler of sorts and may yet get under Obama’s skin with various attack strategies and may bring in voters who see him as a rock compared to Ba-rock the Slithering Man who didn’t know Bill Ayers was or had been a terrorist! 

Thus ex-Oak Parker, ex-Chi Trib reporter, current chief handler David Axelrod.  Can you imagine?  This adds crass ignorance to Obama’s other unattractive attributes.  Where will it end?

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Stuff you can’t make up

In case you missed this, from Glenn Reynolds at Instapundit:

A READER AT A MAJOR NEWSROOM EMAILS: “Off the record, every suspicion you have about MSM being in the tank for O is true. We have a team of 4 people going thru dumpsters in Alaska and 4 in arizona. Not a single one looking into Acorn, Ayers or Freddiemae.

“Editor refuses to publish anything that would jeopardize election for O, and betting you dollars to donuts same is true at NYT, others. People cheer when CNN or NBC run another Palin-mocking but raising any reasonable inquiry into obama is derided or flat out ignored. The fix is in, and its working.”

And yes, Virginia, there is a code of ethics, largely honored in the breach, with a beautiful preamble:

Members of the Society of Professional Journalists believe that public enlightenment is the forerunner of justice and the foundation of democracy. The duty of the journalist is to further those ends by seeking truth and providing a fair and comprehensive account of events and issues. Conscientious journalists from all media and specialties strive to serve the public with thoroughness and honesty. Professional integrity is the cornerstone of a journalist’s credibility. Members of the Society share a dedication to ethical behavior and adopt this code to declare the Society’s principles and standards of practice.

Cut to four reporters in dumpsters in Alaska and four in Arizona.  Cut to Acorn operative registering dead people.  Cut to . . . 

Cut it out!  I can’t stand it!

I may vomit some more

The Obamas: Portrait of an American Family

Soon we will vote for our next president, and for the first time in history, one of the two candidates is a Black man. For a year, Essence pursued an interview with the entire Obama family‹to no avail. Finally, this summer ESSENCE became the only Black media outlet allowed a glimpse into the lives of Barack, Michelle and their two girls, Malia and Sasha, when we were invited to their South Side Chicago home. Weeks later, veteran political journalist Gwen Ifill was with the family as they campaigned in a small mostly White western town, and she flew with them to a Black church in the urban Midwest.

Sounds like a real scoop.

Barack Obama is sitting in the back of his rented luxury campaign bus with its granite counters and two flat-screen TVs. The Illinois senator’s arms are wrapped around his wife, Michelle, whom he doesn’t get to see much these days. At this very moment he is, of all things, singing.

Etc.

No wonder she’s going to ask these questions:

Mayor Palin, Barack Obama is a handsome, charismatic demigod. How many boxes of Kleenex will you need after your crushing loss?

Senator Biden, what is your favorite color? And if you have time for a follow-up question: Why?

Mayor, you talk funny and you own a tanning bed. Why haven’t you released Trig’s birth certificate?

Senator, have you seen those pictures of Obama in his swim trunks? If not, I have them right here.

Etc., here.  And it’s only a partial list!

I may vomit

Doubleday says that [Gwen] Ifill “surveys the American political landscape, shedding new light on the impact of Barack Obama’s stunning presidential campaign and introducing the emerging young African American politicians forging a bold new path to political power.”

. . . in her new book about “the age of Obama.” 

The title is the opening line of the Monty Wooley character in the 1939 Broadway play and 1942 movie and 2000 TV film (Nathan Lane), “The Man Who Came to Dinner.” 

For a rather fetching mockup of the expected Ifill approach tomorrow night, look here.

Black power

Ifill

Gwen Eye-full hits the bookstands Jan. 20.  It’s The Breakthrough: Politics and Race in the Age of Obama, and is sure to be a hit — especially if the Big O. wins next month.  To which end it won’t hurt if S. Palin flops in tomorrow night’s debate, moderated by — yes, the one and only Gwen I.  What do you know about that!

[No fair, says Greta Van S.]

Wake me when it’s over

In my humble opinion, Jim Lehrer was annoying last night.  His shtick of “I’m trying to get you two to fight with each other” — “he tried his best to goad the two into battle,” said one commentator approvingly — was obvious and intrusive.  Why should they take his lead on this?  Each will fight in his own time and maybe not at all. 

It takes a sharp panel of news people, each with his or her own hard fact-based questions aimed at pinning the debater to the wall, to provide real, as opposed to manufactured drama.  Some who recall the original “Meet the Press” will ask, “Where are today’s Lawrence Spivaks and why aren’t they up there trying to skewer the candidates?

Rush Limbaugh predicted correctly: it was like watching paint dry.