What If You Built It?

13 Jan

As a man (or woman) moves through his life, he creates a wake in the tide with his movement, or lives in a pond, filling with silt and going nowhere.

We have witnessed the spectacle of jihadists creating a tsunami of waves as they murdered editorialists, rearmed the gendarmes and put Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu within a bitch slap of  Palestinian Authority Mahmoud Abbas.

We witnessed some 40 world leaders walk arm in arm in an act of defiance toward the cowards that come under mask and gun to stop the mighty pen.

I have to admit, I wondered, “Where is my President?”

“Where is Attorney General Holder? Was he not just there?”

“Where is Joe Biden or Secretary Kerry?”

I gave weight to the short time frame, (but BO can go from beheadings to golf in 8 minutes or less), the security issue, (what, BO would be a bigger target than BeBe?) and the brilliant bright white that is Barak Obama eclipsing the other world leaders.

And then it occurred to me that maybe, just maybe BO is pissed because his drones are the only ones currently killing innocent and evil in the Middle East and environs.

Maybe.

But as I scanned the Cumbaya 40, a different “what if” occurred to me.

Would Blair or Thatcher not have called Bush or Reagan, to see when they could get together, before or after? Would Arafat not have reached out to Albright for some furthering review? You know they would, have.

And so how is it, that the smartest man ever to occupy the office, that just happens to be black, the Marvin Gay channeling King of Cool, was left uninvited, unaware and unwanted at the biggest (political) show of force that I or the world has ever seen?

Life, of those not wanting to be hermits, is lived through connections. Politics is sustained by the same. To be led by a leader with no interest in maintaining the alliances that have made the world what it is should give one pause.

Does BO know he is isolated? Does he know he is evoking Jimmy Carter’s retreat to the Rose Garden? Does he care?

Is he just satisfied that his imprint on the world stage, the unseating of the political leaderships of Egypt, Libya, Tunisia and the rest, is a sufficient legacy? And now it is time to loose his disruptive philosophy of Hope and Change on the Homeland?

Or is he truly the small ball in tall weeds, too in love with himself to realize that his beloved blackness was just a demographic tool utilized again by the destroyers of individual self actualization?

Whether he knows it or not, one thing is clear. Thanks to Barak Obama, we, and he, find the collective ourselves, alone.

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