Barack Obama rocks (XI): Why submergent types love him...

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(Tim) Since the decline of his health about a year ago, requiring him to move in with his daughter, leaving Washington D.C. behind, my favorite columnist on American culture and politics, Joe Sobran, has been on hiatus. His articles are few and far between, about every three months, now, and I've missed him quite a bit. So it was a happy day, today, when a new column arrived--this one on our recurrent theme of why Senator Obama rocks, as hip, chic, submergent types see it.

For my money, the keys needed to unlock the submergent church scene are chronological snobbery--after all, they are chrysalises emerging from the slime of our patriarchal, authoritarian, institutional roots--and they hate authority. Thus their support for Senator Obama. He's new, he's about change; what's not to like?

But of course, neither Arcbishop McLaren nor Cardinal Obama are about change, not to even the slightest degree. They're carbon copies of one another. They're both relentlessly superficial, adroit, and non-Christian, in lockstep with our superficial, adroit, and non-Christian information class. Why bother faulting them with wanting to be on the winning side? It's positively democratic, isn't it?

But I do fault them with claiming originality in their consummately predictable, boring opinions. Sobran says it so much better...

The Reactionary Utopian
July 3, 2008

Obama and Abortion

by Joe Sobran

What is he really saying?

Barack Obama, that gourmet among dung beetles, appeals strongly
to the sort of smug people I used to find mildly irritating when I was
in college --
the sort who wore lapel buttons bearing such bold messages as "Question
or "I read banned books." In America, everything is mass-produced,
non-conformity, and these buttons were a standard part of every young
non-conformist's uniform. The most comically egregious of these
"non-conformists" were the hippies of
the late Sixties.

You know the type: I think it was the art critic
Harold Rosenberg, who
memorably dubbed them "the herd of independent minds." They confirm
Johnson's witty remark that most people's opinions are "not propagated
by reason,
but caught by contagion." One of the marks of this breed is an
predictability, a certainty that one has achieved one's own views,
however trite
they may be, without the assistance of any Authority.

...They are passive yet passionate agents of fashion. As G.K.
puts it: "There is everywhere the habit of assuming certain things, in
the sense
of not even imagining the opposite things." He explains: "The thing I
mean is a
man's inability to state his opponent's view, and often his inability
even to state his own."

Small children often have highly original
thoughts, and one of the
purposes of education is to correct them early, before originality
reaches the
point of heresy or psychosis. A wise Christian, George MacDonald,
"Our Lord never thought of being original." Amen. Jesus said the truth
make us free. He said nothing about being "original," or clever, or

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Sad to say, this column isn't yet available, publicly. Only subscribers to Sobran's "Reactionary Utopian" e-subscription service may read it in its entirety. Still, I hope these few paragraphs demonstrated what you're missing...