The unruly young student first claimed a place over in the corner of the room. Teacher tried to get him to sit down, then moved him around a few times, then stood next to him for proximity control.
He took over the classroom.
They called in the Principal. The Principal scolded, chastised, and made threats of expulsion. None of it worked. He just took over the school.
Barack Obama is President. Now what’s he going to do?
In spite of the establishment’s best efforts, Obama has claimed the room. In a couple weeks we will elect him President, thank goodness. And as we all sigh a sigh of relief that we have made it through this knot hole, we will in the next moment gasp at what lies on the other side.
The global economy is about to collapse into a smoldering ruin, with masses of newly informed but desperately poor people swarming at the barricades, looking for a job, a handout, a way in. Why should we have more than them?
Obama will find himself on the global stage – in the front of the room – with but a few moments to speak before the din begins again. If he taps the chaos just right, new forms will begin to coalesce. He will succeed in this, and what once seemed like a formless morass of need will begin to transform into new forms.
The noisy kid at the back of the room had a point, and he made it so well, and with such vigor and authority, that he got more votes than the School Marm. We chose him to run the class from now on!
But now we have a class that has gone completely out of control. We need to get organized. The administration will most certainly get organized. They will claim that they are the adults and this class clown has simply taken over temporarily. Sanity will resume now, please. Vote McCain and give the adults a chance to get things back in order, they will say.
But…
Go Barak.
I am here to tell you, and it is not rocket science (although I do know a rocket scientist in case you need one), Barak will win.
We are in a new world.
As I write, the Barakmobile and the Hillarynaut are battling it out in PA. What will be the result? Everyone sighs, and the whole fracking (yes, I watch BSG) spaceship, I mean planet, sees their fate played out in the American election, where many still think global warming is a misinformation conspiracy, and that evolution is a theory created to discredit the Christian god.
Nevertheless, Eckhart Tolle tells us we are awakening, in a heavy accent that reminds me of Colonel Clink.
I agree.
Go Barak.
The election plods along, mired in racial innuendo and gender grievances that no longer matter, now that it is certain that our planet is hurtling toward disaster from overuse. We simply don’t recognize, yet, that the problems we face are so much bigger than we think they are.
With a Battle Star Gallactica marathon a couple nights ago as background, it came clear to me, after listening to Barak’s speech on Race in America, that we are indeed living on a spaceship, with several billion occupants, screaming through space around a gentle and steady star, our air and water increasingly fouled by our primitive technology of waste.
And what we are worried about is oil, religion, and race. What would we do if the toasters showed up suddenly?
Go Barak.
You maybe heard it in the speech he made when Iowa chose him, but this music video pretty much gets it. Watch this, and then decide.
Today is the 75th Anniversary of the Nazi regime in Germany. Damn. Now that I’m a little older, seventy five isn’t that big a number. That’s not very long ago.
Today we’re trying to decide if a black man or a woman should be the next American President. For all George Bush has been compared to a Nazi, he isn’t one. He won’t be in power next year this time – he’ll be gone. A new President will be in place. A peaceful transition from an intransigent, ideological, new-age conservative to a new President.
Say what you will about George Bush, he ain’t a Nazi. He led with fear up his sleeve, but he will be turned out of office peacefully, quietly, and even gracefully.
America is a good place to live.
NYT came out in favor of Hillary. Oh well, what the hell. I guess I don’t know much. I think I’ll go ice fishing this weekend instead of worry about it.
Most teachers have met that kid in class who comes on strong. The kid has a presence, a voice, a way of talking, that captures the attention of the room.
This can be very bad. If the kid takes over the class, the teacher is in trouble. The class would rather listen to the kid than the teacher. Things can go awry in a classroom pretty quickly when this happens.
If the teacher is skilled in her craft and knows how to cast the right spell, she will cast a spell on that kid in class. She will shake a little fairy dust out of her red pen and find a way to include the natural little leader into the social fabric of the classroom. She might talk to the kids parents even about finding ways to redirect Johny’s attention and energy. She will give him a voice in things, respect his opinion, and help him learn how to work in the group. She won’t let him take over the class.
It’s one of the things the Boomers are saying to the Bloomers under all the messaging. They are pulling the teacher trick on the Bloomers, on Barak. Barak is taking over the class. What is there to do?
It’s now up to Barak to show what kind of metaphor maker he is. He has to cast a spell to block the old teacher spell that Mrs. Clinton and the Boomers have cast.