Oh. Did I write that? I meant to write Elitist, Snotty, NYC Rino begins to criticize Obama through the tears of a groupie who learns that her hero is really a fool.

But leave it to Peggy Noonan to keep up hope for her beloved Hope and Change, with dripping contempt for the Great Unwashed thrown in for good measure.

These things are clear. I understand them{Obama's policies}. You understand them {and that's why I oppose them-ed.} The president's health-care plan is not clear, and I mean that not only in the sense of "he hasn't told us his plan." I mean it in terms of the voodoo phrases, this gobbledygook, this secret language of government that no one understands—"single payer," "public option," "insurance marketplace exchange." No one understands what this stuff means, nobody normal {I understand that stuff. I guess I am not normal-ed}.

And when normal people don't know what the words mean, they don't say to themselves, "I may not understand, but my trusty government surely does, and will treat me and mine with respect." They think, "I can't get what these people are talking about. They must be trying to get one past me. So I'll vote no."

Bitter? Heh. I laugh at your tears.

In a more beautiful world, the whole health-care chapter could become, for the president, that helpful thing, the teachable moment {that phrase should lead to severe beatings for any person who uses it-ed}. The president {I thought "President" was capitalized. Nice to see your Ivy League training paying dividends-ed}the past month has been taught a lot by the American people. It's all there in the polls. He could still step back, rethink, say it didn't work, promise to return with something better {I love Wistful Peggy. So much fun when her dreams are crushed-ed}.

When presidents make clear, with modesty and even some chagrin, that they have made a mistake but that they've learned a lesson and won't be making it again, the American people tend to respond with sympathy {fuck sympathy. You can find it in the dictionary between shit and syphillis-ed}. It is our tradition and our impulse{tell that to the assfisters in the MSM who wanted Bush to apologize so that they could attack him for it-ed}.

Such admissions are not a sign of weakness. John F. Kennedy knew this after the Bay of Pigs {AHA! A JFK reference. Who would have guessed?-ed}. He didn't blame his Republican predecessor, Dwight Eisenhower, or the agencies that had begun the invasion's tentative planning under Ike. JFK made it clear he'd learned a great deal, which increased confidence in his leadership. His personal popularity rose so high that he later wryly noted that the more mistakes he made, the more popular he became.

I suspect the American people would appreciate seeing Barack Obama learn from this, and keep going {yeah, back to Community Organizing for ACORN as an ex-President-ed}. He's their president{sigh. Yes he is, but I still won't support his shitty policies-ed}. He will be for the next few difficult years, which will no doubt contain moments he will have to lead us through {and judging by his "leadership" so far, we are screwed-ed}. They also probably wouldn't mind seeing a wry, modest, very human and self-critical stance from a new president who doesn't strut and doesn't swagger but does have a level of 1950s cool, Old Vegas cool, of supreme and confident smoothness that one wouldn't mind seeing ruffled a bit by that old ruffler, reality {no. We want a guy who knows what the fuck he is doing and what he shoudl do, no a Hip Prez-ed}. Critics of George W. Bush will say here, "Did he ever show wry self-criticism?" No, he didn't. And that's why it ended so well for him.

Ugh. I can't take any more.

But seeing Peggy cry like a jilted teenager is always funny. I just can't wait to see what pile of shit David Brooks presents next week.

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