The Memorial-It's all about me

  The reflective dust has settled on last night's speech and the opinions of the elite talkers and politicians are firmly in place, mostly praising the performance of The One.
  Perhaps it would be good to consider quietly what's been happening the last week, an appalling display of arrogance, condescension, evil hatred and murderous wishes.
  And that's just Twitter.
  And the MSM.
  And the other side.
  The left's unabashed and livid hatred toward one Sarah Palin is absolutely one of the most powerful, disgusting intentional and opportunistic forces we have ever seen directed toward a private politically influential citizen.
  The polls are in, and we can expect the tone to change after last night's admonitions.
  Next will come the recriminations, the walking back, the exhortations for Republicans to work with democrats.
  For once, however, last night's speech was not all about Barack Obama. He refrained from referencing his "story," his miraculous rise to power, his success.....on so forth.
  In truth, he looked amazed and somewhat dumbfounded when he was greeted with the thunderous applause of his college aged audience as he walked into the field house, an adulation that he has carefully nourished.
  The DC contingent had carefully studied faces; indeed Michelle O's face seemed to reflect at exact the right moment exactly the right expression of sympathy and compassion and, sometimes, near tearfulness in response to her husband's speech.
  For Obama, last night was different.
  One only has to recall the adulatory Obama video that presaged his election to realize that, on most occasions, The One is quite comfortable with worship of any and all kind. Here's the proof:

  So when we watched the self absorption and solipsism on display last night, it was still disconcerting because last night was supposed to be about healing and about the victims of the hideous crime committed a few days ago.

  Indeed many commentators today praised the service, even the neutered hosts at FNC, remarking that everyone "grieves" in different ways and that Tucson "needed" some laughter and hilarity.

  But that doesn't ring true, at least to this observer.

  Last night, egos were on display. 

  Shallowness was on display. 

  A lack of proper preparation was on display, along with t-shirts with a motto.

  The "Native American" couldn't seem to mention the God worshipped by most Christians in this country and could only talk about himself and his life experience while weirdly waving a feather to the raucous cheers of the teenagers and twenty one year olds who attend the university.

  Pardon me, but what did this have to do with those who died?

  It was an "all about me" moment.

  Ditto the student body president who introduced Hernandez.

  It was "all about me" and her coffee needs, even as she flicked her pretty blonde hair and maximized her smallness next to the bulk of Hernandez, the boy who had held the bleeding head of the woman only days ago.

  Hernandez himself was appropriately and refreshingly modest.

  The Scripture readings by Holder and Napolitano were jarring, not because of the beautiful words but because the words seemed so unfamiliar to the people reading them, as if it were a cynical attempt to humanize people who are particularly unfeeling and always, always political.

  The repeated reaction of the audience was truly disturbing for many listeners (those of us who do not have national audiences) and exemplified a trend that some young people have been exhibiting lately.

  Instead of honoring them with solemnity and reverence, every speaker except Governor Brewer who was said to be booed, including the President of the United States, was interrupted repeatedly by screams, cheers, shouts of "I love you!" and a total inappropriateness toward the event.

  It's all about me, after all.

  And it's a consequence of an administration that has nurtured and perpetuated a self absorption unsurpassed in recent memory.

  Unfortunately this attitude fits perfectly with many of today's young people, who seem to have difficulty concentrating on anything deeper than surface level conversations and whose attention spans flit from flower to flower without hesitation.

  Life is a text message, a clever rejoinder on Facebook.

  This is a ready made audience for The One, who doesn't seem to realize what he's birthed in this generation.

  Just sayin.

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  And just in case you were getting all mooney and sentimental over The One's gentle chiding for everyone to "get along," remember this:

After 911, Bush Press Secretary Ari Fleischer, during a press conference, said this in relation to what was at that time incendiary rhetoric from Bill Maher: ”all Americans that they need to watch what they say, watch what they do.” Liberals and especially liberals in the establishment MSM (I'm talking to you Krugman!) went berserk and deemed that comment a threat.