Wednesday, June 29


Take the time to read Peggy Noonan's latest "" column in its entirety and see if you agree, as I do, that far too many politicians are too full of themselves these days and strut about like pampered peacocks. Senators John McCain (RINO-AZ) and Robert Byrd (D-WV) are two that immediately come to mind, although Ms. Noonan doesn't specifically cite them. She does, however, point to Freshman Senator Barack Obama (D-IL), who I similarly covered in this post.

I, too, was offended at the Clinton's grand-standing at the Reverend Billy Graham's New York crusade, said to be his last. As Peggy Noonan writes:

And there are the Clintons. There are always the Clintons. The man for whom Barack Obama worked so hard in 1992 showed up with his wife this week to take center stage at Billy Graham's last crusade in New York. Billy Graham is a great man. He bears within him deep reservoirs of sweetness, and the reservoirs often overflow. It was embarrassing to see America's two most famous political grifters plop themselves in the first row dressed in telegenic silk and allow themselves to become the focus of sweet words they knew would come.

Why did they feel it right to inject a partisan political component into a spiritual event? Why take advantage of the good nature and generosity of an old hero? Why, after spending their entire adulthoods in public life, have they not developed or at least learned to imitate simple class?

How exactly does it work? How does legitimate self-confidence become wildly inflated self-regard? How does self respect become unblinking conceit? How exactly does one's character become destabilized in Washington?