Many presidents have, on occasion, done weird
things—only one president of the 44 is Weird.
Our current 44th.
On the night before his abdication,
Nixon (the 37th) went from public room to public room in the downstairs
White House saying goodbye to the portraits on the wall (“Bye-bye
James Madison...John Quincy Adams!”) He had weird
episodes but was not ipso facto Weird with a capital W. In
fact he was the cockeyed genius who split in twain the dread Sino-Soviet
twin-headed bloc — for which in liberal-written history books he has
been given insufficient credit.
Jimmy Carter (the 39th) claimed that while canoeing near his Plains,
Georgia, summer White House he was attacked by a vicious rabbit which
tried to climb in his boat while he beat it back with a paddle (Secret
Service said it did not observe this scuffle). Despite bouts of weirdness,
he was successful in the Camp David Accords in alleviating for a time
a Middle East war.
Ronald Reagan (the 40th) faithfully obeyed Nancy Reagan’s astrologer
about the most propitious time for him to schedule things while important
matters were put on hold waiting for the Beverly Hills lady seer’s
answer. This was an example of weirdness but he was not Weird. Far
from it. He broke the back of the U.S.S.R. with negotiations in Geneva
and Iceland when he convinced Gorbachev we had the stuff to produce
STAR-WARS and they didn’t. Brilliant.
And presidents have often overcome familial difficulties to do important
Take Bill Clinton (the 42nd), always a scarred veteran of a broken
family which showed — original name: William Jefferson Blythe
IV whose 4-times married mother, a practical nurse, was a regular blowing
her hard-earned bucks at the $2 window at Hot Springs’ Oaklawn
race track. As a child Billy Blythe stood between her and an abusive
male boyfriend who threatened to beat her to death. She left nursing
after a probe opened up about the sudden deaths of two elderly patients
in her care at a nursing home, ending in her acquittal by the Arkansas
medical examiner. Clinton was not unfamiliar with weirdness ala Monica
Lewinsky but wisely adopted a GOP congress’s welfare reform and
budget strategy which aided an economic boom.
Verdict: He could be weird but was not Weird.
And then we get to 44.
The difference: He is — and embodies — Weird.
Previous presidents had no trouble spelling out their belief in God.
Not so Number 44.
No previous presidents bowed to foreign potentates.
Not so Number 44 who bowed deferentially to the King of Saudi Arabia
— then after being criticized, bowed waist-down to Japan’s
emperor and empress — both rulers of color.
All presidents since Roe v. Wade were either totally against killing
babies in the womb or ambiguously compliant urging abortions “safe [sic]… and rare.” Like Clinton.
Except Number 44.
This year in a celebratory statement for Roe he declared it protects
women “from governmental intrusion.”
Even Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, a raving pro-abort, ex-ACLUer says
catapulting the issue to the Supremes was an act of legal folly, short-circuiting
the process by which she hoped legislatures one after another would
legalize the procedure so as not to precipitate the national crisis
of division we have endured since. By the Court interfering, it
preempted the people. Not governmental intrusion?
Ginsburg’s as liberal as one can get.
But she can’t touch Old 44 who’s got a hold on Weird.
As Illinois state senate judiciary chair he killed the Born Alive bill
that would have mandated nutrition, medicines and humane comfort be
accorded to babies born live from botched abortions. Call him
the walking embodiment of King Herod with a light touch.
The fact he’s so remorseless shows he’s unconcerned, not
unaware of the magnanimity of his deed.
Like a gerbil sans conscience, he had his two daughters show Chinese
President Hu Jintao their command of Chinese — their genially
smiling father unconcerned that the Chinese government has forced women
to have abortions under the “one-child policy” forcing
urban dwellers to abort, punishing second pregnancies with forced sterilization
with particular disdain to female infants through abortion, purposeful
neglect, willful abandonment and infanticide known to be imparted to
Later, displaying baleful unconcern he praised Hu: “While it’s
easy to focus on our difference of culture, let us never forget the
values that our people share: a reverence for family… and, most
of all, the desire to give our children a better life.”[Italics
That’s what Weird is, folks.
Attracts Weird at Tucson.
And he draws weirdos — as iron filings grovel to a magnet.
Just before Obama was to read his ghost-written Tucson speech on the
teleprompter, the university-designated representative Invoker marched
to the podium. Not a priest, rabbi or Protestant minister — but
an Obama-clone iron filing Weird from the U. of Arizona, with a glint
in his eyes, holding aloft an eagle feather.
Yep. While an iron-filing Weird, he was pushed forward by those
filings on the Arizona faculty drawn to the Obama event like other
odd ones, scurrying to the central magnet.
After the professor moved from platitudinous self-indulgence of his
own biography, he got around to delivering a “prayer” he
described it as of ancient Indian origin. His invocation was a true
fit — Perfect Weird — a capstone illustrative for the Obama presidency.
It didn’t mention God, didn’t ask for God’s blessing
of comfort on the assemblage. It called for honoring the “Seven
Directions” — including Father Sky, Mother Earth but he
didn’t get around to the other five.
I hereby give excerpts.
“O Creator, may
the two energies, the masculine energy and the feminine energy, come
together in our center where the Creator exists. For each of us have
a piece of the Creator...”
At least he could manage to say the word “Creator.” Our
president ex-University of Chicago lecturer on “constitutional
law” couldn’t get himself to do that
on three separate occasions … alleging that we were endowed with certain inalienable
rights but by Whom stuck in his throat.
“Let us not forget our fellow creatures,” the
U. of Arizona professor intoned. “Those that crawl
on the earth, those that slither on the earth…” We’ve
acknowledged those which crawl and slither — which presumably
includes those which wriggle, creep and slink. He finally gets
to those which skulk around under the earth.
Finally the professor gets to something like us: “those that
there’s no reference to humans. “Those that stand” on
two legs can also refer to ostriches and birds. This description
covers macropods, kangaroo, mice, springhare, and hominem apes.
The ancestors of crocodiles were once bipedal. In fact I’m
told they still — rarely it is true — rear up on their hind legs
to fight or copulate, to reach food, look out for enemies, threaten
a competitor, and try to seduce females in courtship.
He never included humans as a classification.
It’ll likely not surprise you that the weird invoker was just
another flaky super-liberal Catholic, Tucson variety. He is Dr. Carlos
Gonzales, an associate professor of medicine (God help us), who, it
just struck the University of Arizona president drawn personally to
Obama, to be the perfect guy for the invocation for Obama’s address.
“I was asked by the University to give a traditional Native
American blessing,” Gonzales said. “This is the type
of blessing that we give at memorial services to open up a ceremony. A
medicine man will do a variation of it to open up a pow-wow — and
how each direction has a certain characteristic that when you pray
to that direction, you ask for the inspiration that comes from that
direction.” You see, an Indian view has no heaven, no hell.”
He added, “my prayer is whatever your particular denomination
deems to be the important entity.”
You can just bet this nihilism was not lost on Old 44, he understanding
he must sublimate his weirdness for the time being as Billy Daley works
to get him reelected but at least one bona fide Weird got the message
through at Tucson that day.
The chemistry that tips the emotional lefty pool tables so the balls
roll toward Obama caused Rahm Emanuel to get himself kicked out of
the lunatic 3rd World insane asylum in the White House after he used
4-letter words to tell the incumbent to change his ways from the concept
there is no patriotism but global — and rush to the relatively bucolic
order of Chicago Squid politics to keep his sanity. Emanuel’s
not Weird just a Squid pragmatist weasel born without a moral core.
Last week he passed muster on his Chicago residency with the Illinois
State Supreme Court. After all, its majority is Democrat and The Squid
still has the “paid for” receipt — but, still, the
vote was unanimous.
This column appeared originally at tomroeser.com on January 31, 2011.
An abridged version appeared in January 27 edition of The
America’s oldest national Catholic weekly.
Thomas F. Roeser was a radio talk show host, writer, lecturer, teacher,
and former Vice President of The Quaker Oats Company of Chicago. He
was both a John F. Kennedy Fellow (Harvard University), and a Woodrow
Wilson International Fellow. Tom Roeser was author of the book, Father
Mac: The Life and Times of Ignatius D. McDermott, Co-Founder of Chicago's
Famed Haymarket Center (2002).
Long-active in Chicago politics, Mr. Roeser was Chairman of Catholic
Citizens of Illinois, a grassroots organization of Catholics.