On an ongoing, issue-by-issue basis President Obama seems to fail to heed the will of the American people. Worse and more maddening than that, every time he speaks he claims that we, the People support his agenda.
It’s easy, in the face of Obama’s behavior, to think of him as a would-be tyrant who refuses to listen to the people. What if it’s something else though?
Obama, close to utterly inexperienced in governing, is surrounded and sheltered by his advisers. Who really knows how they’re translating Americans’ outrage when they advise their charge?
Not that this is unusual. It has, in point of sad fact, been a problem for ages – in both the politics of business and the business of politics.
In the beginning, there was the Plan. And then came the Assumptions. And the Assumptions were without form, And the Plan was without substance. And darkness was upon the face of the Workers. And they spoke among themselves, saying, “It is a crock of shit and it stinketh.”
And the Workers went into their Supervisors and said, “It is a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof.” And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying, “It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it.”
And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, “It is a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide it’s strength.” And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying one to another, “It contains that which aids plant growth and it is very strong.”
And the Directors went unto the Vice President, saying, “It promotes growth and it is very powerful.” And the Vice Presidents went unto the President, saying, “This new Plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the company with powerful effects.”
And the President looked upon the Plan and saw that it was good. And the Plan became Policy. This is how Shit Happens.
It seems to be ever the way; truth is lost in translation as it passes up the chain of command. Why should this be different when dealing with Obama? It is, after all, in his advisers’ best interests to keep in safely tucked in his dreaming. ðŸ˜‰