Monday, May 2, 2011
Wagging the Dog- We Can All Sleep Better Tonight
American's can sleep better. Osama Bin Laden is dead. As Brian Williams waxed poetic about how every American would "remember exactly where they were on this fateful day" I kept having a nagging feeling.
As shots of the illuminated White House gleamed from the darkened sky, mingled with old footage of Bin Laden shooting weaponry or sitting Indian style in a large tent filled my television screen with the caption "Osama Bin Laden is dead" imposed at the bottom, the feeling increased.
When the Commander and Chief (a term which, let's face it, hasn't been used to describe Pres. Obama in a while) strolled to the microphone, I waited with anticipation, even as the nagging feeling drummed in my body.
What color would his tie be?
I've read countless times that the president's and presidential hopeful's tie color is significant in inciting feelings and making subtle statements about their ability and stance on various issues. Of course, Pres. Obama's was crimson red. Ah yes, blood red, how appropriate for the announcement that the world could rest easier knowing that it's number one Boogeyman was finally dead, his body disposed of in a sea somewhere off the coast of Pakistan. And on the same day that Hitler's death was announced.
And while I was certainly happy that Pres. Obama was able to capitalize on this undoubted political gain-- taking credit for hunting Bin Laden down and giving the orders to fire on him (with no American lives lost in the quest, and smack-dab in the middle of Donald Trump's Celebrity Apprentice, no less), the nagging feeling persisted. Here we were, expected to celebrate the murder of a man-- a terrible man by all media accounts, and all of the translations of the hundreds of tent-videos he's released over the years--- but a man, nevertheless. It felt a little, Roman. Barbaric even.
As I watched Pres. Obama stroll efficiently away from the mic, after giving yet another memorable, poetic announcement (smoke "billowed," the sky was "cloudless and still"), I pinpointed the feeling. I immediately remembered the 1997 film starring Dustin Hoffman and Robert Deniro, Wag the Dog.
So, are we wagging? Who knows. One thing is for certain though, with the Boogeyman officially dead, we can all sleep better tonight. And that is indeed, a victory.
God bless America... and no place else.