The Tuesday of Doom came, but we have survived the first day of the Obama administration.
I decided neither to attend the inauguration nor to watch it. I did have a “blue ticket” but I gave it away to someone who would actually enjoy it. I could not stomach the secular-political religiosity of the crowd. Why have Americans—still (“small r”) republicans, the last I checked—morphed into fanatical subjects of a God-Emperor? Lawrence Auster has asked that question, and it deserves an answer. Anyway, when I read about the herd’s behavior—at a ceremony of the highest civic decorum in the land—I knew that I made the right decision. Besides, I am glad not to have been lectured by Joseph Lowery and his ilk.
It has been difficult enough to tolerate D.C. over the past weekend. The city is always a collection of shallow, selfish, hedonistic materialists. There is no shortage of every sort of societal ill here. However, like a flame for flies, the coronation celebration exacerbated the locals’ madness and attracted even more of them here from afar. The “Stuff White People Like” hordes from around the nation have joined their native colonists to hearken Obama’s inglorious ascension. They join the indigenous black population of our very own Chocolate City in their uncritical deification of Obama. It is embarrassing. On every corner, you can see youth culture posers with random buttons, signs, and body odors smothered over with patchouli oil and Axe spray. You know the slogans: “Guns don’t kill people. Prolifers kill people,” “End of an Error: January 20, 2009,” and the classic “Bush lied. Soldiers died.” One’s tolerance is tested in days like these. I saw a woman wearing a satchel that read, “I read banned books.” It took a lot of restraint not to greet her with, “Hey, I read the Bible, too!” She reads banned books!?! It’s embarrassing. These folks romanticize the subversive revolutionary so much that they cannot stand that they live in a land of freedom that denies them the ability to be dissidents. That is why they fantasize about Bush the fascist totalitarian. Of all the presidents in the last century, only Democrats like Wilson, Roosevelt, and Clinton exhibited fascist tendencies. Perhaps it is a slur against fascists to include Bill Clinton in their group. His abuses of power were not nearly as systematic or principled.
On a personal note, I must confess to a strange reaction toward this sickening adulation of Obama. It makes me more sympathetic to him. I cannot explain why. With Clinton, I despised the man but held no anger toward his supporters. For they knew not what they did. Obama, however, seems so much more sane and human than the masses that idolize him. I feel embarrassed for him. I do not know if he feels such embarrassment himself. He may simply consider them useful idiots, which they certainly are.
Anyway, our new president has been invited to attend the March for Life tomorrow. Since A.D. 1974, on the anniversary of Roe versus Wade, prolife supporters have come to Washington to call for an end to the current abortion regime. Of course, the media habitually ignore or diminish the march, but it is the largest annual political event in the city. There have been larger crowds—in better weather, of course—but they are always one time occurrences. Prolifers march faithfully, year after year, often in unpleasant weather. I have attended the march since elementary school. It is a wonderful experience. Of course, we brave the January air to send a signal to the federal government. Beyond that immediate reason, though, the march serves as a form of encouragement and fellowship for prolife people. It is heartening—and psychologically necessary—to see the thousands and thousands of folks, young and old, from all over the country, uniting together to reject the culture of death. For political and personal reasons, I highly recommend it to anyone who values the natural law.
I am disappointed to learn that the march’s beginning has been moved to Fourth Street, N.W. The march used to be a march . . . from the Ellipse to the Supreme Court. Then, it started on Fifteenth Street, N.W. For the last several years, it has begun at Seventh Street, NW. We lost another three blocks this year. I do not know who has decided this, but it is a terrible idea. With such a short distance, few people (relatively speaking) can march together. Plus, it is less impressive, both to observers and to participants. As a longtime marcher, there is something psychologically satisfying about the march as pilgrimage. The trip to D.C. (when I was young, at least) was an inconvenient and uncomfortable but important journey. The events surrounding the march fill out the experience. Yet, the high point of the event is the march itself. When the march took sixteen blocks, it felt fulfilling. The feds, D.C. government, or the march’s organizers are shortchanging the event by making it shorter.
Bush always addressed the crowd, and we wait to see what Obama will do. He is the most radical supporter of abortion “rights” ever to gain high office, and he promised Planned Parenthood and their allies that he would sign the Freedom of Choice Act into law. However, he is a shrewd politician who seems pragmatically oriented. He has already jettisoned many of his avowed positions as “campaign rhetoric.” I hope that his support of abortion throughout his political career was just another ruse to win over an influential Democratic constituency. He agreed to be interviewed by Rick Warren, and he has spoken respectfully about prolife supporters. He might just address the crowd, though it would probably be just a political ploy. Still, I would be impressed . . . not necessarily by his character, as I remain quite skeptical about his intentions, but certainly by his political skills. He is slick and extraordinary adept at demagogic manipulation. We are in for an interesting time—quite possibly horrifying and dismal—but unquestionably interesting.
There are many, many activities related to the March for Life around the city for the week—conferences, concerts, classes, seminars, meetings, film screenings, and such. Roman Catholic, Orthodox, and Protestant services happen throughout the city. The Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception is probably the principle locus of the march’s religious observation. Many thousands of people will be there for services—and for accommodations—throughout the days surrounding the march. It is a sight to behold. Sleeping bags, thousands of kids, nuns, priests, baggies of Cheerios, around the clock prayer—it is rare to see the House of God look such like a house. It is like stepping into the Middle Ages. The Orthodox Church in America’s Saint Nicholas Cathedral also has a vespers service tonight led by their new primate, Metropolitan Jonah, which I’ll attend. The spirit is warm and welcoming at these gatherings. Christians from around the nation come for a cause. I suppose that the Leftists felt such yesterday in their celebration of their world view’s political triumph. For us, such consolation will have to wait. May it come—or rather, more personally, maranatha.
I wish everyone who is coming to D.C. for the march a safe journey! I’ll see you tomorrow.