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Saturday November 15, 2008

Categories: Barack Obama

Leon Wieseltier, recumbent upon his divan and daintily pressing a Proustian Oreo against his palate, reflects on M. Obama's triumph:

I woke up the next morning still under the spell of solidarity and love. I decided to make the spell last. I gave away my tickets to a performance of some late Shostakovich quartets, because for once I was not interested in the despair. Instead I spent the day listening to the Ebonys and the Chi-Lites and the Isley Brothers. For lunch I went to Georgia Brown's for fried green tomatoes. A day of dopey symbols, I admit. But reality, or the rest of it, will have to wait.

Once again, my life eerily parallels the literary editor of the New Republic's. As for moi-meme, I woke up the next morning still under the spell of Jack Daniel's and Ambien. I decided to make the spell last. I gave away my tickets to a performance of some late Dixie Chicks madrigals, and instead spent the day at a survivalist warehouse in Waxahachie, stocking up on handguns and hardtack.

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karlub
November 16, 2008 11:39 AM

I hesistate to be too critical, here. Sincere expressions of wholesome patriotism are pretty rare on the Left, so we should celebrate them when they come. And our culture does have a sinister instinct to mock earnestness in which I resist indulging.

But, and you knew a "but" was coming, this was such an odd mix. Both navel-gazing and unreflective at the same time. I am left with the impression of a good-hearted man trapped too long in the hopeless parochialism of his milieu.

Simpson Snail
November 16, 2008 2:31 PM

You're funny!

You can take the boy out of the bayou.......

Simpson Snail
November 16, 2008 6:45 PM

...and for all you yankees, it's pronounced "woks-a-hatchie," not "wax."

ScurvyOaks
November 17, 2008 12:01 PM

Congrats, and thanks, Rod. Truly snort-producing.

stari_momak
November 17, 2008 6:41 PM

I gave away my tickets to a performance of some late Shostakovich quartets, because for once I was not interested in the despair.

No doubt to some deserving Negro child, in need of Culture.

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Rod Dreher is an editorial columnist for the Dallas Morning News, and author of "Crunchy Cons" (Crown Forum), a nonfiction book about conservatives, most of them religious, whose faith and political convictions sometimes put them at odds with mainstream conservatives. The views expressed in this blog are his own.

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