Well, hot damn and hallelujah! Woke up this morning to the news that Barack Obama has been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. Thought, “Wow, that’s a really excellent thing!” High-fived myself. Jaunty-walked, whistling all the way, to the kitchen to fetch a cup of fresh-brewed java.
Brought the coffee to my office, where I began reading online news and mostly lefty blogs, eager to join the celebration that was no doubt in full swing.
Not so fast, Sunshine.
“I thought the story was from The Onion,” I read.
“Too soon for this,” I read.
“He hasn’t done enough,” I read.
“He doesn’t deserve this. There’s war in Iraq and Afghanistan,” I read.
“Pretty words, no substance,” I read.
“The Nobel Committee must have an affirmative action quota,” I read.
My head crashed onto the keyboard and a little moan escaped my lips. OMG. I guess I was wrong. It’s not a good thing, the President of the United States receiving the Nobel Peace Prize. I have allowed myself to be sucked in by my own jejeune thinking, my own sophomoric opinion, my own gut-felt reaction rather than that of perpetual Obama detractors on the fringes (right and left), who seem to be saying:
“Do not for one minute acknowledge or celebrate that this is a visible sign that the global community has paused in its arms crossed, backs-to-the-U.S., mad as hell at us mode.”
“Do not give light to the possibility that Obama is systematically rebuilding goodwill and trust squandered by Bush/Cheney.”
“Do not for one minute believe that civility and the politics of engagement are effective. It’s all a smoke screen for . . . well, we don’t know exactly, but it’s got Obama writ large all over it. Hunh.”
Okay, okay. It’s not good at all, then, this Nobel thingie. What was I thinking?! Must be the coffee. Yeah, that's it. The coffee.
(Cross-posted at firedoglake, http://seminal.firedoglake.com/diary/8868)
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