One of the things I most like about Obama as President is that he treats us as grown-up fellow citizens, rather than acting as if we were – and trying to make us – a bunch of scared little children who need, and rely on, paternal reassurance that It Will Be All Right, Dear.
This is the unusual case where a Dowd column actually provides some valuable insight, albeit inadvertently. Her desire for a Daddy in the White House who will tell her scary bedtime stories and then reassure her that Daddy will keep her safe seems to be widely shared; the Republicans’ vaunted edge on “national security” is mostly about the “security” in the phrase “security blanket.”
I wish that Dowd’s explicit wish weren’t implicitly shared by so many other pundits. Perhaps, by putting the desire into words, Dowd’s column will make some of her readers see what a degraded and degrading desire it is, and alert them to the shabbiness of the political strategies that pander to it.
Those strategies aren’t the sole property of the Red team, of course. Toxic-waste scare-mongering and vaccine scare-mongering operate on the same principle. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a political process that helped us mature rather then encouraging us to regress to the crib?