Defending A Pro Obama Media

All the rasping noise about the media being biased for Obama is annoying the (ex) Cowboy's whiskey-ringing ears. Listen, they do like the guy more, um we all do. And no one should have to apologize for that. But here is the reason why for the frustrated and pundificatory amongst us. Maybe if we write this down now we can save a few million trees from the op/ed pages next week, and just start the drinking early:



Obama is more liked because he is more likeable.

Those hundred thousand people cheering Obama? They don't think he's Jesus, but they know that he is nicer, smarter, calmer, happier, more optimistic, younger, happier nicer and calmer than anyone who has been in power in their young lives.

The GOP guys are bullying, mean, loud, dramatic, frightening, anger-instilling, fear-raising, pessimistic, terrorizing, judgmental, angry, mean and pessimistic. Did I mention angry and mean?

If the GOP had one persona right now it would be a mean old grandpa who has fought a lot of honorable battles but lost most of them really. Old man GOP says the "n" word purposely loud in the store and then pretends he is just to old know better. He grabs the waitress's boob at Outback Steakhouse and he smells funny, in a bad way. If we misspeak he lashes out at us with hurting words of venom and bile. He compels us to act less intelligent than we actually are and he forces us to accept his dogmatic will at every turn. He makes us sit at the kids table. The GOP persona is old crusty and outdated.

The Democrats? They have this actual person who is like a nice younger sibling of our dad. He doesn't brag about battles he has fought - he gets us excited about the battles we are going to fight in the future. He is calm and smart and sophisticated and an optimistic "winner". He listens to us kids and he doesn't talk down to us from his mysterious and enviable place of power. He seems like he will help us be happier.

In fact, he already has.

He's like a more sophisticated version of our parents when they were young. He smiles a lot. At the store he pays for a less fortunate out-of-towner's groceries when they don't have as much as they thought. He welcomes the server at Outback into our conversation. If we say something we didn't think through, he waits for us to clarify our voice. He compells us to be more intelligent than we thought we could be. He insists we all sit at one gloriously awkward table, even the old man and the waitress.

The Republicans have Grandpa Sydney.

The Democrats have Uncle Sam.


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