I was catching up on Paul Wells' blog this morning, and this particular bit stuck out to me. It's regarding the New Yorker/Obama cover. Wells writes:
Does anybody actually believe the above cover is the product of a New Yorker vendetta against Barack Obama and his wife? Did anybody actually look at the cover and say, "Wow, hate literature. These folks at this New Yorker publication seem to harbour many grudges against that fine upstanding Barack Obama fellow and, I would go so far as to suspect, against liberals in general and many other decent folk as well"?
Or — and this is crucial, and I see it about a hundred times a week in political circles — did more people tell themselves something that sounded a little more like, "Well, I get it — I see the joke, funny or lame — but I'm quite sure the simple folk, the ordinary voter who is far less sophisticated in these matters than I am… well, they can't be expected to understand a joke! And therefore I am outraged on their behalf, for I am ever steadfast in my solidarity with the ordinary cretin who can't be expected to reason things through for himself!"
Because you get a lot of that around here. Politics is full of people who think they're the only one to get a joke, to see through a fake candidate, to hear the lie in a disingenuous argument, to see the double agenda in a policy stance. I once wrote column about the myth of the "electable candidate" — Wesley Clark, Belinda Stronach, André Boisclair, there’s always another. The gist was that when somebody says "Well, yeah, but he's electable," what they usually mean is that while they see right through a candidate's limitations, they don't expect ordinary people to be nearly as insightful. I strongly suspect the same condescending instinct is at play in this monumentally inflated controversy...
I don't think that I agree with what Wells is saying. But it's a ponder-worthy comment.