Forget issues. He’s the man who wraps up JFK, Martin Luther King, Jr., Mandela – for blacks and whites, particularly women and children – and the young who can vote. Mob hysteria – mob psychology – could win the November ballot for Barack Obama. There is no doubt about it. It can sweep across the nation, grow and grow and grow, until talking about the nation’s pressing matters will fly out the window….he has audiences who are thirsting for nothing but flimflam; otherwise, Obama’s groupies would not wow him as they do. They howl. They weep. The clutch. After all, they’re not constituents. They’re groupies caught up in Obamamania….He mesmerizes his listeners as a drug dealer wraps up a sale. Now that’s truly scary. It’s all smoke and mirrors, folks. It’s all senior high school president oratory in hopes of winning the election down the hall. That’s it. He’s got the music entree, then there’s the tilt to the head, the cadence in his speech, the compassion in his face, the slick lean body, the shiny white teeth, the sympathy in his voice and the assurance in his cliches. But all he’s got is a bag of tricks – snappy words like “Change” and “Unite.” That’s it. He’s a politico magician with a bag of tricks.
Beatlemania comes to mind:
Blogger mssinglemama‘s comment on my previous post tends to underscore what is going on here:
Crazy about the Code Pink ladies – very interesting tactic. Nearly as bad as Hillary crying.
I have to tell you though – if I saw Obama I’d probably faint too…bottom line – he’s hot, so intelligent, elouqent and powerful – everything a woman wants in a man. And the leader this single mama is voting for.
“Is it true that Barack’s caucus is bigger than Hillary’s?” (this is the last comment on the video)