Based on what I’ve read, the speech was extraordinarily reactionary, a call for the return of big government (when did it ever go away, incidentally?), a demand for collective (read “statist”) action, and an inadequately-concealed condemnation of America as a nation of feckless dunderheads who, save for the ministrations of government, will always be just on the verge of drowning in their own bathtubs or impaling themselves on scissors or living out their wretched dotage in lean-tos under railroad bridges. In short, we’re all even more pathetic than the Joads, and since the New Deal was such a great success (I know, I know), then a New New Deal can only be more so.
But the president may have trouble fully implementing New Deal 2.0 as long as that annoying, pesky, hoary old piece of paper is in the way – that would be the United States Constitution to you and me. Jeffrey Lord sees its effective destruction as Obama’s ultimate goal, and it’s difficult to see how Obama can turn the U.S. into the Big Rock Candy Mountain* , otherwise.
So, note to all patriots: stay vigilant, stay involved.
*”Big Rock Candy Mountain” was a song first recorded back in the late 20s that sought to capture the hobo’s notion of paradise. One of the original verses, considered too obscene at the time for recording, nicely captures the difference between the dream and the reality, and is perhaps pertinent to a consideration of the folly of all utopian schemes:
The punk rolled up his big blue eyesUpdate: Heh. Obama borrowed from Neville Chamberlain - probably unwittingly. Maybe I'll have a look at the transcript of that speech; if I search carefully, I might find that he stole "from each according to his ability..." etc., or maybe even "ein tausendjähriges Reich".
And said to the jocker, "Sandy,
I've hiked and hiked and wandered too,
But I ain't seen any candy.
I've hiked and hiked till my feet are sore
And I'll be damned if I hike any more
To be buggered sore like a hobo's whore
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains."