Comparisons

He makes a couple of excellent points here about the hypocrisy of the adulatory press:

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While the current President is a regular exerciser, remarkably fit for his age after eight years of the oppressive responsibility he has faced, and with an excellent, resilient disposition, he gets no respect. The Messiah, on the other hand, is the first chief executive, head-of-state, to embrace the trailer trash culture of wearing a baseball cap for any and all occasions. He lavishes in luxury rather than clearing brush on a Texas ranch, and he bowls 38 to show he's a regular guy down on league night. Amazing.

Then there is the brouhaha about ministers. Clearly the Jeremiah Wright and Father Pfleger business was noteworthy. I mean these guys were pretty flagrant in their disdain for all things America. Their comments would be inflammatory in a barbershop or barroom, let alone as part of a religious service. Unless, of course there is to be human sacrifice or a Krystalnicht scheduled after adjournment.

Now, we've got outrage over Rick Warren. C'mon folks, get over it. Warren is a "big name" preacher and he's tapped to read the invocation. Nada mas! It is a reach across the religious aisle and should be viewed as commendable in that perspective. It isn't a wholesale embracing of Warren's moral philosophy and he need not be vetted as if for a cabinet post. Obama couldn't have invited Wright, and he actually does a commendable thing in choosing Warren. Give credit where it is due.

Yet McCain, at that link above, notes that the deeper religious convictions issue for Mr. Obama seems overlooked. Hoist on the petard of Trinity Church in Chi-town, Obama must now seek his moral and spiritual counsel from another source. He has not, however been very aggressive in filling that void. When I was growing up as a staunchly practicing Catholic, the nuns in school always cautioned us about the "twice-a-year Catholics"--those who only come to church on Christmas and Easter. It appears that Mr. Obama, who sought religious solace for twenty years in the pews of Rev. Wright, now doesn't need a moral anchor even on Christmas day.

Maybe his search for the meaning of life is going to be conducted with as much sincerity as OJ Simpson's search for the real murderer?