Morford

I really dig Mark Morford.  I love his snarky attacks on pop culture, his cutting political commentary, his keen insights into current events.  And now he has illuminated the case for an Obama candidacy and presidency like no other. 

But I'll even take it a step further. Because the greatest thing about Obama isn't really about Obama at all, per se. It's actually about, well, us.

This is the great revelation: We still got it. The collective unconscious, the deep sense of inner wisdom, that intuitive knowing that borders on a kind of mystical proficiency, where millions of people can actually look beyond rhetoric and media spin and merely feel the presence of something great in the room? Yep, still there. Who knew?

Yes!  Just the other day, I was struggling to express this same sentiment to G.  I was feeling fairly emotional (damn my goblet of organic wine!) and I lapsed into utter corny-as-hell-ness and said something like "It's as if Obama set people's hearts aloft and Hillary is trying to shoot them down like balloons."  [Note to Hallmark:  Call me!]

It's this: People feel it. They hear an Obama speech or read the articles or talk to like-minded folk, and they squint their eyes and weigh everything and then dismiss all that surface crap and get that look on their face that says, you know what? This guy gets it. He feels right. It's not a trick of light. It's not complete bulls—. It's not the usual spin and manipulation and fakery. There is actual meat on this bone. What a thing.

Yes, Mark Morford!  Yes, I say!  And I don't even eat meat!