Saturday, May 31, 2008

4909 Cashing in on Green

The new Global Warming-Environmentalist religion has many altars where you can stop to open your wallet and pick out some cash.
    Workshops

    Surveys

    Awards
Even "awareness" and "effort" will get you some points. It works for any profession, but here's one I noticed suitable for city managers in Indiana.

"The program has been designed to be general and applicable to communities of ALL sizes. Since IACT may oppose the basis of current (or future) regulatory compliance programs, such as certain elements related to CSO requirements, the survey and awards program DO NOT address environmental compliance issues; rather, they address those programs that go above and beyond regulatory compliance and permits from a municipal program and project perspective. Since legal and policy challenges may be rooted in what IACT feels to be legitimate opposition or disagreement, this program IS NOT CONCERNED with whether or not a community's NPDES permit, air quality compliance, or other regulatory program is up-to-date, in court, under negotiation, etc.

"Quality of Life" is often considered as a criterion for green programs. Quality of life, by itself, is not specifically surveyed here. For the purposes of this survey, it is assumed that a "better" quality of life would result from the green programs discussed.

Ideas, success stories, and cost savings that this program identifies will be redistributed as the program continues in future years."

Friday, May 30, 2008

My new pink jeans

Actually, I sort of look like a large Easter egg. I bought them at the Discovery Shop (Cancer resale), Talbot's, and they looked like they'd never been worn or washed. Maybe some other old lady had second thoughts after she got home. But $4. For that I could garden in them. If I didn't have a brown thumb. So I googled "pink jeans" to see what would go with them, and found this really neat site. Now I know what goes with what, if I were 30.

About 10 years ago I decided I was too old for jeans--I think I got my first pair around 1949, maybe for camp. In those days, jeans zipped on the side and you folded up the cufff. And you never, never wore jeans to school. But lately I've been picking them up again. Now I have dark brown, black, mint green, olive green, moss green, khaki, red, pink and several shades of blue--2 are from the 80s so they have that nice faded look and soft feel. I've chunked out a bit since Ireland in September, so 3 pair are too tight to wear comfortably.

But pink. I thought I'd take them to Lakeside. I'd slip out of the house at dawn, walk along the lakefront about 5:30 a.m., then go to the coffee shop around 6, hurry back to the cottage by 7, and maybe no one would notice the 2-legged Easter egg frightening the squirrels and cats, walking down the street.

Lakeside at dawn, Kelly's Island in the distance

4907 Otis Moss, Obama's new pastor

I blogged about him last summer because he was pastor of the week at Lakeside. I attended one of his Bible studies, and although he slipped in a little social justice where it didn't fit the story, he was an excellent speaker and all the old folks at home liked him. Quite young. I believe he was from Cleveland. I remember one friend commenting that if that was what Obama was hearing on Sunday, he couldn't go too far wrong.

Don't be confused by the photo--that's Mike Albert, the Big-E.

Listening to Obama, variation on a theme



Oil prices continue to rise
it should be no great surprise
next they'll raise our taxes
If we elect Presidents Obam-es.

Don't you dare question them
you're only being dense and dim
he's been made messianic
by his handlers in a panic.

Move On's the group who's in control
George Soros too is on a roll
with flubs, flips and gaps
gaffes, waffles and flaps.

No wisdom makes it past his lips
he's made more than his share of slips
how'd he ever get through college
with such a lack of basic knowledge.

Preachers who scream and shout
from his pulpit in a pout,
Roman Catholic or UCC
is this what passes as loyalty?

They took to task poor Dan Quayle
over potatoe they did wail
but mix-ups over world war two
we're not supposed to notice and rue.

Prevarication or just lies
no matter which the flag he flies
no matter what today's faux pas
We've got his Highness Obama.

Magpies and Blackbirds

One of the more interesting (and gross) reference questions I answered when I was the librarian in the Veterinary Medicine Library, was about whether the diseases of blackbirds would be made harmless if they were baked in a pie.* I kid you not. The phone call was from a chef in New York who had entered a contest, and he wanted to bake 12 and 20 blackbirds. (Can't imagine trying to pluck the feathers, but maybe his assistants did that.) When I asked where he was going to get them, he told me he planned to shoot them. So when I saw the Magpie Trial report, I thought just maybe it was about birds. It wasn't. The Magpie Trial was a large international trial to evaluate the effects of magnesium sulphate compared to placebo when given to women with pre-eclampsia. Pre-eclampsia is a major cause of morbidity and mortality for women and children and accounts for 10% of maternal deaths, and is also associated with increased perinatal mortality. This is important research for poor countries. So I suppose the name of the trial comes from MAG and Pre eclampsia. Clever names these trial folks use. My theory is there is a committee somewhere who comes up with these names.

Anyway. In this trial and the follow-up it was proven that magnesium sulphate for women with pre-eclampsia halves the risk of progression to eclampsia with positive results for longer-term outcome for both the mother and child. However, it is quite expensive, depending on the country where the mother is treated. During a conference, some interesting tales came out on the follow-up of these patients when collaborators from 19 countries met. I thought this one was good--it took place in Karachi, Pakistan:
    My assistant tried to contact one family. We wrote several letters but did not get any reply. One fine day a lady telephoned my office asking which baby and mother I wanted to examine. According to her, in her house there were only grown up people. Nobody had had a baby recently. The youngest child was fourteen years old. She said her mother was really upset. We went into the details, and traced the husband. He was at work and we found out that this husband had two wives. The second wife had delivered in our hospital and was recruited into the Magpie Trial. The first wife had no idea of this second marriage. The husband had given the address where he lived with his first wife. The husband asked us not to mention this to the first wife, otherwise there would be a big upheaval. So this lady was followed up by phone only, and through her husband. Interesting revelations took place during the follow up study of the Magpie Trial! By the way a man is allowed to have two wives at the same time by Muslim tradition, but according to Muslim law he has to have permission from the first wife to marry the second time.
*As I recall, I had to check with our poultry disease expert who concluded any bacteria would have been killed by the heat. Not sure about the gun-shot residue.

Asia's new threat

Is it an increase in cancer, or is it the social justice crowd looking for a cause. This looks a bit odd to me.
    "Asia is on the cusp of a cancer epidemic of unprecedented proportions. Projections suggest that the number of new cases of cancer in Asia will increase from 4·5 million in 2002 to 7·1 million by 2020 if existing prevention and management strategies remain unchanged." Lancet Asia Medical Forum 2007 [may require registration]
Is there really more cancer, or is there just better screening, diagnosis, and treatment, like the breast cancer scare tactics (the increase is really better screening which finds lumps earlier)? OK, here it is. We knew this was coming, despite the unproven connection between industrialization and cancers (unless you count factory-made cigarettes, commercially prepared, high calorie foods, and plants which produce alcoholic beverages).
    "The rapid rate of economic development in some Asian countries, along with the accompanying industrialisation and urbanisation, are contributing to an ever-increasing risk of common cancers."
Does this sound like a reason for rich western environmentalists to discourage development in Third World countries? God forbid that any country would ever aspire to the standard of living of a Norway or Germany.

Kill the children, save the trade of Silent Spring

That's what environmentalists in rich western nations do. Here's an article from a 2007 Lancet.
    In September, 2006, WHO recommended wider use of indoor spraying with dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane (DDT)—once banned because of its toxic effects on the environment—and other insecticides to control malaria. Since then, a number of African countries have made their old foe DDT their new friend. Malawi is the latest, announcing last week that it would be introducing indoor residual spraying with DDT in its fight against malaria.
So what's the problem? While we wait for science and technology to find a cheap, effective vaccine or drug, why can't the lives of African children be saved? Agricultural products will be banned. That's how powerful the environmentalists are. Maybe one of the children saved might have grown up to find the answers. Very short sighted, these liberals.
    Agricultural exporters in some African countries have already raised concerns. They claim that their produce will be banned from the EU if DDT is used for indoor residual spraying. It would be devastating if the health and economic gains of controlling malaria were offset by a deleterious effect on countries' economies. But fears of a ban appear to be unjustified. Last year, the EU said it would not automatically ban imports from countries if DDT is found to exceed tolerated levels. They will, however, stop consignments containing residues above their maximum limits, which are around five to ten times lower than for countries such as the USA and Japan. EU policy may need a rethink if food imports from countries using DDT for indoor residual spraying are turned away for levels of the insecticide that are not considered harmful by other countries. The global community should ensure that DDT poisons only malarial mosquitoes and not Africa's economy.Lancet, 2007; 369:248
I suppose this is one way to keep Africa from competing for energy resources--just kill them off or make them so weak they can't do anything but fight each other. Rachel Carson's legacy.

The empty suit

Who knew someday those boring Soviet history classes I had in college would come in handy.

Obama’s an empty suit
that needs some filling
so with the workers
he can just be chilling.

Obama rama dama
Obimbi bama doe
Orama dimbi bobalu
Odimme, dama do

Could be the Daily Kos
who’s the shots a calling,
Wright or King Daley's
Chicago speechifying.

Obama rama dama
Obimbi bama doe
Orama dimbi bobalu
Odimme, dama do

Soros and Move-On
with CEOs are smoozing
Wapo and the Times
his many gaffes explaining.

Obama rama dama
Obimbi bama doe
Orama dimbi bobalu
Odimme, dama do

Be on your Red guard
the circle is now squaring.
Hope and Change an empty suit
with hot air now expanding.

Obama rama dama
Obimbi bama doe
Orama dimbi bobalu
Odimme, dama do.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

A slow awakening

When he was a resident in the early 60s, Watson Bowie, Jr. performed occasional abortions to save the life of the mother. Then came the Ruebella Epidemic of 1964, and the belief that the babies were better off dead than deformed or retarded, so he aborted many, which he regrets now.
    "By 1969, when I finished my two-year tour of duty in the Army Medical Corps, I had arrived at a firm pro-life, anti-abortion position. It was not a sudden epiphany or bolt-out-of-the-blue experience. It was a slow, creeping, incessantly rational awakening to the awareness that should have been crystal clear to me from the first: there is something inherently wrong with killing a human being to solve the problem of another human being.

    It is a great sorrow to me that the sub-specialty of Maternal-Fetal Medicine, in which I am board certified, testing (blood and amniotic fluid tests and ultrasound examinations) in pursuit of finding fetuses with congenital abnormalities so that they can be killed before they are born. As physicians who allegedly care simultaneously for two patients, a woman and her unborn child, it is a tragedy that we often accomplish the task by deliberately killing one patient to serve the other.

    How has my Christian faith related to my pro-life position? It is enough to say that I believe that the unborn, in the state of complete innocence, defenselessness, and vulnerability, are among "the least of these," who should be subjects of our care and concern, according to the admonishment of our Lord (Matthew 25:40). This should have always been clear to me, though I was blind to it when I first performed abortions."
From the June issue of Lifewatch, published by pro-life United Methodists (the denomination’s official view is still pro-choice).

Highway fatalities down

Ohio had six; Michigan three fatalities over the Memorial Day week-end. Lowest in 38 years. I would say a higher price at the gas pump was worth saving a few lives, wouldn't you? Maybe it was yours--or mine. It was hard for us to judge the traffic since we left on Thursday and came back Monday morning. We saw almost no one on Monday, and even getting stopped for a parade in a small town, we made the best time I can remember. But also we got 24 mpg, about 2 more than usual. I was listening to John Corby (610 a.m.) on Tuesday and one of his callers, a driver of a Volvo, said he got 29 mpg instead of his usual 24 by driving 65. Exceeding 60 mph hurts your car's fuel economy and makes you a more dangerous driver. EPA says each 5 mph you drive over 60 is like paying an additional $.20 per gallon.

Slow down. The money and life you save may be your own. Also, just for nostalgia, pretend it's the 70s and turn off your cell phone. That's dangerous, too.

Another Ohio Poverty Push


Dear Governor Strickland,

The Dispatch reports today you’re making a big issue of Ohioans living in poverty. When hasn’t it been the major issue? I moved here in 1967, and the first community event I went to was discussing a central Food Bank to eliminate hunger. What year hasn’t the Dispatch done a series on poverty? You’ve been meeting with the folks (100 groups?) who make their living pimping the poor (so why would they ever want it to end?). Well, good. I’ve been in 4 of the 5 quintiles myself, and in the 1980s I actually worked for the State of Ohio in a poverty program (JTPA older workers jobs program), so I have some experience with this topic.

Here’s the major problem as I see it. Our three jewels, Cleveland, Cincinnati and Columbus, cities which are among the largest in the United States, have been in a Democrat party strangle hold along with organized labor for decades. Jobs were first sent south, then overseas, thanks to government programs and union greed. Cleveland in 2006 was the largest major city in the U.S. with the lowest median household income; Cincinnati, at No. 8 on the list, joined Cleveland among the poorest cities; Columbus saw its poverty rate increase almost 2 percentage points in 2005 from the previous year, according to the Columbus Dispatch obligatory poverty report which helped in your 2006 election.

Because you are a former Methodist pastor, you at least need to tell the truth about poverty. The claim is that the tipping point is an income of $21,200 for a family of four, but that figure leaves out SCHIP, WIC, Medicaid, earned income tax credit, school and summer lunch programs for the children, special housing allowances, to say nothing of the church run food pantries which provide 3 days of food each month, if the family wants it. I know a man who earns $10 an hour, is married with 3 children--he actually can't afford to move up--he'd miss out on too many benefits provided by the state and federal government. Not only that, but he feels he's "entitled," which may be one of the most damaging things you've done to him (next to letting him leave school at 16 in 9th grade because he hadn't learned anything)--you've destroyed his initiative.

I hope you’ll look at our schools in Franklin County and the rest of Ohio. What’s this latest push on “self-esteem?” How will that help a kid read his diploma? And what about “retention” or “remediation” (i.e. flunking)? Which is more harmful to Ohio. Graduating stupid 18 year olds or having them repeat third grade at age 8 when there was hope? And if you’re going to give these kids 2 meals and a snack each day during the school year, at least require that daily PE be required. For that, you'd also need to reinstate the 9 period day.

You also need to review some of the cities’ renewal and rehab programs, which drove poor families from their neighborhoods (Columbus: German Village in the 60s, Victorian Village in the 70s, Short North in the 80s) because of lead paint or asbestos, or various beautification and preservation projects or just to make work for the architects and contractors under the guise of progress;

regulatory agencies decided that the automobiles of the poor (usually 2nd hand, used) weren’t safe or emitted too many toxic substances, so those were taken away;

and how many neighborhoods of the low income workers were displaced in the 1960s and 1970s by free-ways and interchanges--that they'd probably never drive on because you declared their cars weren't safe;

then you (not you personally but the social rocket scientists of the late 20th century) decided the children needed to be bussed to meet some sort of social goals, and that included taking black teachers away from black children, their positive role models;

over the years, liberals and conservatives alike have closed orphanages and homes for the mentally ill and challenged (or whatever the current PC term is), moving them first to “group homes,“ and then to the street to fend for themselves;

you (again, not you personally, but liberals) decided that children didn’t really need fathers, so you continued to be foster-dad in absentia for generations of children, which drove their own fathers away to hang out with their buddies while making it virtually impossible for a single man to receive any government benefits or assistance, in turn making them dependent on girlfriends or grandmothers;

you listened to or dabbled in every social, labor, medical and economic theory that dribbled out of Ohio State University, Cleveland State, Yellow Springs or Dayton about mass transportation, the poverty gap, mixed use neighborhoods, drug use and jobs programs for the elderly.

Now you and the poverty groups of Ohio wonder why it isn't working. Go figure.

See also: The story of single moms Melanie (fast food employee) and Tanika (librarian) and how the poverty programs hurt them, with the best intentions, of course.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Bookstore clerk

A magazine, a Father's Day card, and a cute new notebook with pink paper for blogging were all I placed on the counter this morning. The store wasn't busy and there were two clerks. The pleasant, well-dressed young man had a pony-tail.
    "Have you ever thought about working in a library?" I asked.
    "Actually, I do. I work part-time at Columbus Public," he said.
    "Will that give you access to a full-time position when something opens up?"
    He sighed. "Yes, that's my dream, me and all the other part-timers who want it, but it doesn't happen often."
    I wondered if he heard me gasp.
    "Are you a paraprofessional?"
    "I work in the circulation department and don't need an MLS," he explained.
    I told him I'd been a librarian.
    "You just always wanted to work in a library?" I said as I collected my purchases.
    "I watched the job postings for months to get this. There's just something so comforting working around books," he said with a smile.
If he enjoys books, he should probably stay with the bookstore job I said to myself. Every day I learn something new--there are young people who dream of having a full time clerical job in a library. People who love books. Could the cure for the common cold be next?

Lake Erie Living, first anniversary issue

Lakesiders! Pay attention. There's a beautiful article with great photos of the Drackett home on the lakefront. If you vacation there, you've walked past it many times and probably wondered what it looks like inside. There's also an inset on the lovely lilies you see along the shore in that area.

If your cottage or vacation spot is the Put-in-Bay area, you will enjoy the article on Rattlesnake Island, which is about 2 miles west. It is a private retreat and summer playround of 85 acres--but it is for a very exclusive group and it's tough to join this club.

On the newstand, Lake Erie Living is $3.95, and a year's subscription (6 issues + travel guide) is $17.95.

Blue Planet in Green Shackles

is the name of Vaclav Klaus', the Czech president, new book. He is a vocal opponent of anthropogenic (man made) climate change. He says Environmentalism is a religion which threatens freedom, democracy and prosperity and it belongs in the social sciences with other "isms" such as communism, feminism, and liberalism. You can listen to his speech at the National Press Club here, on May 27 in Washington DC, or if you have a problem with accents, you can read the transcript. Listen to him. He has lived under the totalitarian regime of the Communists. He knows all the signals and signs. We're there, folks. He says,
    My today’s thinking is substantially influenced by the fact that I spent most of my life under the communist regime which ignored and brutally violated human freedom and wanted to command not only the people but also the nature. To command “wind and rain” is one of the famous slogans I remember since my childhood. . .

    The name of the new danger will undoubtedly be different, but its substance will be very similar. There will be the same attractive, to a great extent pathetic and at first sight quasi-noble idea that transcends the individual in the name of something above him, (of something greater than his poor self), supplemented by enormous self-confidence on the side of those who stand behind it. Like their predecessors, they will be certain that they have the right to sacrifice man and his freedom to make their idea reality. . . This time in the name of the planet.

Summer time in the 1940s and 1950s

This is from a post I wrote about a year ago. It's easy to romanticize the past, but it does seem that today's youngsters are missing something. Free time? Perhaps we didn't have as much as it seems, at least not if you had my mother.
    Yesterday the WSJ ran a parenting article about overscheduling children in their summer activities. In my mind's eye I replayed the dozen or so summers I remember when I was a child--they seemed to run forever--hot, hazy and relaxed with hours of finding shapes in the clouds and bugs in the grass and bubbles in the tarred streets for bare toes.

    At first I couldn't imagine my mother managing my summers for me, but looking back I realize she was quietly (she was always quietly doing something) planning my schedule. In Forreston I attended summer recreation program at the community school for games, swimming and sports. From age 11-16 I attended summer camp at Camp Emmaus. In elementary school I had babysitting jobs; in high school I detasseled corn, worked at the drug store, at a feed company and the town library. I had a horse, or my friends did, and we rode them down hot, dusty roads. After age 14 I was dating and going on picnics at the Pines, to the roller rink, to movies out of town and locally. My church CBYF had weekly Sunday evening meetings; my girl friends and I had slumber parties; the town had summer band concerts (still does) where you bought bags of popcorn and hoped to see someone special even if you didn't hear a note; and there were 4-H projects to get ready for the county fair. And the projects Mom would invent to keep us busy! Gardening, canning, cleaning, cooking, sewing, laundry. Oh my! That could cut into a sleepy summer day's reading.

Girl Scouts, Barb, Norma, Sara and Nancy, ready to ride our bikes to camp

Update: I just noticed something in this photo, which is probably from 1952 or 1953. My bike is the only one with "standard handle bars" and the other three have the flared shape, which I always thought were from the late 1960s or early 1970s. I still use a bike with this type of handle bar.

Summer? What's that?

The life of an on-line instructor apparently doesn't include summer break. This is from Rate Your Students, a really entertaining and informative blog about all levels of education, students and instructors. Good solid writing, lots of humor and sarcasm
    "Summer? Your old fashioned notions of academic life having a seasonal rhythm are so quaint. As an online instructor teaching non-trads at a school with classes starting every month, I don't have summer. I don't have winter. Or Christmas. I never go to class, but I never don't have class. I can go to the archives in Bananastan whenever I want and teach from the Internet café in the evening. I can take any day off I want to take a day trip with the kids. I can go to conferences anywhere at any time without groveling to the department and rescheduling classes for dozens of knowledge-starved students. I just teach online from the hotel. But I can never take three days in a row off. Ever. I cannot - ever - leave the Internet. My university posts an automatic e-mail message to me, my department head, and the dean if I do not log in to class within 72 hours of my last log in. If I wait that long, the stack of e-mails and unanswered conference queries would be overwhelming anyway. Every month is grades month. Every month is "new syllabi" month. Every month is right in the middle of the term, with discussions to take part in, papers to grade and tests to do in several classes. To reach U.S. median income I need to have at least five or six going at any one time, enough to prevent any month or season from bringing significant differences in workload. July is just like January."

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Mother's Ham Loaf

In honor of my mother's birthday, I'm going to share her wonderful Ham Loaf/meatball recipe. When there was a church dinner, this is what everyone wanted. I'm making it today, but I've reduced the portions a bit--and the mix I got is beef, pork and veal--so who knows what it will taste like with no ham in the ham loaf! I'm sure it's the ham that makes it yummy.
    1/2 lb. ground veal
    1 lb. ground smoked ham
    1 1/2 lb. ground fresh pork
    1 cup bread or cracker crumbs
    1 cup milk
    2 eggs

    Have the 3 meats ground together; combine with crumbs, milk and eggs and shape into a loaf. Make a sauce of 1 cup brown sugar, 1/2 tsp. mustard, 1/2 cup diluted vinegar and pour over the loaf. Bake at 350 degrees for 1.5 hours. Baste frequently with the sauce.

    Alternate idea: Instead of sauce, fold into the meat mixture 1/3 cup crushed pineapple, 1/2 tsp. mustard and 2 Tbsp. brown sugar. Serves 8.
This is in the family recipe book, "Taste the Memories," which I created for our 1993 family reunion.

Also from the cook book:
Mrs. Felker's coffee cake
Aunt Dorothy's Taco Salad
Julie's Vegetable Lasagna
Norma's Sweet Sour Meat Loaf
13 cookbooks on my shelves

And you think I'm harsh?

Annoyed Librarian has a word for new graduates hunting for those elusive shortages they heard about when they signed on for more college debt. Don't blame the boomers for not retiring.
    Since I have been drawing attention to this issue for a couple of years, I feel comfortable pointing out some uncomfortable truths to complaining job seekers. The most uncomfortable truth is that nobody owes you a job. If you went to library school because you were told jobs were plentiful, then you were duped. That's too bad, but it wasn't the libraries that aren't hiring you now that duped you. Library schools benefited from your tuition. The ALA probably benefited from some dues money. Libraries seem to benefit by not having to pay much because there are plenty of suckers lined up to take sucky jobs. You're the only one that didn't benefit. Three out of four's not bad.
Actually, it's probably not a good idea to believe anything you hear about shortages--nurses, lawyers, cruise directors, computer programmers--because those come from the press releases of college recruiting offices, and they have an obligation to fill the classrooms. What I remember from the days I was on search committee duty is that there were usually one or possibly two really outstanding candidates in a pile of 25 resumes, and by the time we'd work our way through our own red tape and diversity rules, someone else had snatched them. There really are excellent jobs and excellent candidates, and somehow, they often find each other. Matthew says he knows of good jobs in Florida (I think); he's also single, a devout Roman Catholic and has been a nurse. Someone ought to snatch him up.

Happy May Birthday


Happy Birthday
by Norma Bruce
May 27, 2008

If I were nostalgic
I’d write a maudlin note
to wish you many more
or something quite from rote.

If I were sentimental
or just a little sappy
I’d fill a few balloons
for a birthday Oh so happy.

If I were to be kind
and love you as friend
I’d wish for you good health,
that everything would mend.

Instead I’ll ask the Lord of gifts
to fill you with his love
to keep you steadfast to that day
when we all meet above.

Monday, May 26, 2008

The Obama Campaign

As slick and vacuous as an SUV commercial, or something like that. It's rare that a Progressive and I would be singing the same tune, but I can't find much wrong with this assessment of Obama. And I know just how he feels about sitting out the campaign.
    He struck me then as a vacuous opportunist, a good performer with an ear for how to make white liberals like him.

    The Obama campaign has even put out a misleading bio of Michelle Obama, representing her as having grown up in poverty on the South Side, when, in fact, her parents were city workers, and her father was a Daley machine precinct captain.

    . . . they present their candidate as a figure who transcends racial divisions and “brings us together”; on the other hand, they exhort us that we should support his candidacy because of the opportunity to “make history” (presumably by nominating and maybe electing a black candidate). Increasingly, Obama supporters have been disposed to cry foul and charge racism at nearly any criticism of him, in steadily more extravagant rhetoric.

    Obama’s campaign, in stressing his appeal to rapturous children and liberal, glamorous yuppies, offers vicarious identification with these groups, as well as the chance to become sort of black in that ultra-safe and familiar theme park way.
And so on.