Requiem For A Fool

I have not commented here on the Herman Cain candidacy, mainly because 1) I didn’t believe “The Book Tour That Got Of Hand” was worth the pixels, 2) the sexual harassment “scandal” (which Politico kindly gave him ten days advance notice before running) generated enough yapping on its own, and 3) he’s enough of an embarrassment that I have been hesitant to even try to write something coherent about him.

Now I don’t have to – Jonathan Capeheart did it better than I ever could have:

On my first day at an all-white school in North Plainfield, N.J., and then again in Hazlet, N.J. and then again before I took off for college in Northfield, Minn., my mother delivered a lecture not unfamiliar to other kids of color (and women, for that matter). You have to work twice as hard and be twice as good to not be seen as inferior, deficient and not as up to the task (whatever the task might be) as your white classmates. It ain’t right. It ain’t fair. But that’s the way it is.

On a near-daily basis, Herman Cain, the front runner for the Republican nomination for president of the United States, denigrates the high level of expectation and preparation demanded by my mother and mothers everywhere. And with each ill-fated utterance he has me saying, “C’mon, man!” A phrase that drips with a you-should-know-better disappointment, because he is profoundly unprepared for the stage upon which he struts (and sings).

There is more at the link, and it is pitch perfect.  I’ll close with a further comment I made at Balloon Juice a few days ago:

Personally, I think he saw the con Snowbilly Barbie pulled and figured he’d up the ante. This “scandal” gives him the best of both worlds – he doesn’t (and never had to) worry about winning the office, and the rubes are STILL going to throw money at him. Frankly, they deserve each other.

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