So, the mask slips evermore.
While watching this for the first time, I was reflexively waiting for some ever so minor resistance from the crowd, maybe a slight hesitant silence, a strained clapping, a guffaw. Something at the very least that would break Obama’s stride. Then I snapped out of my temporal naivety, like all modern democratic media this was totalitarian and it hated the organic and spontaneous. Everything carefully managed and controlled. Much like a laboratory with scrubbed stainless steel, polished glass and cold klieg lights. The rent-a-crowd applauded and perform their agitprop duty.
“If you’ve gota business — you didn’t build that, Somebody else made that happen.”
Obama is right in his own demented way. Because in Obama’s world the individual has no particular value. Businesses are private property, hence are an extension of the private individual. By confusing the demarcated lines between who own what, Obama the great one, wishes to dissolve us into the collective. There’s only society, the proletariat, the Average American, never A Man. Apparently, we all owe something to some abstract nebulous group. Of course, if you object to all this shameful sentimental extortion there’s always a bureaucracy to set you straight.