What I like best about politics is the abject idiocy of commentators. I think modern civilization is so smug, so proud of its liberal democracies and its scientific method. People think we’re smarter and better than our illiterate cave people ancestors, but we’re not, and the best proof of this is the writing of Peggy Noonan. Will this column the day before the 2012 election ever be surpassed?
Who knows what to make of the weighting of the polls and the assumptions as to who will vote? Who knows the depth and breadth of each party’s turnout efforts? Among the wisest words spoken this cycle were by John Dickerson of CBS News and Slate, who said, in a conversation the night before the last presidential debate, that he thought maybe the American people were quietly cooking something up, something we don’t know about.
I think they are and I think it’s this: a Romney win.
All the vibrations are right…
One of the Romney campaign’s surrogates, who appeared at a rally with him the other night, spoke of the intensity and joy of the crowd “I worked the rope line, people wouldn’t let go of my hand.” It startled him.
But he (Obama) is still trying to fire up the base when he ought to be wooing the center and speaking their calm centrist talk. His crowds haven’t been big.
Will we ever see political punditry this bad again, now that we live in a Sam Wang/Nate Silver world? You can talk about H. A. Goodman but he writes for HuffPost so that’s like talking about Herschel Walker’s USFL records. Peggy Noonan is famous and has been talked up for a Pulitzer. You might say that in terms of pure volume, Megan McArdle produces more words of stupidity than Noonan, but she’s working in a medium that allows longer articles. It’s like comparing Sadaharu Oh to Babe Ruth.
Is there anyone out there who’s going to challenge Noona’s record? I can see Frank Bruni making a run at it, but he seems like the clean-and-sober type. Theres no way that Noonan could have done what she did without performance-enhancers like vodka.