Pedal Your Tricycle Back to the Faculty Lounge

I am not a political pundit. I don’t know everything. But I have good instincts, and I’ve been right a lot. And I have a wonderful feeling.

I think Obama royally shafted himself over the last month.

1. He was completely wrong about the troop surge, and he wasn’t man enough to admit it.
2. He took a stupid position on offshore drilling and then changed positions in a way that was obviously driven by poll numbers.
3. His ego has gotten so bad, even the liberal press is making fun of him. People are finally starting to realize what a clown he is. Imagine four years of this effete former academic.

Ann Althouse got annoyed when I said I was horrified by the prospect of a law professor running the country, but I stand by what I said. Ask any lawyer. Ivy League attorneys don’t teach law for a relatively paltry hundred grand a year because they want to. A lot of them have no choice. Law schools are asylums for the idiot-savants of the profession. The people who graduate summa cum laude and then have to bail after six months at the public defender’s office, because they can’t hack it.

Sure, there are exceptions. But they are unusual, and there is no evidence that Obama is one of them. Some successful attorneys teach part-time because they enjoy it, or because they feel they have to “give something back,” or because it feeds their egos. But if you go to law school, you will find that most of your teachers are socialist nutwads who couldn’t find their way to the courthouse if you slapped a label on them and turned them over to Federal Express. Many of the profs at my law school had never even passed a bar exam!

They were pathetic, or at least the ones with big egos were. Far-left kooks who went straight from law school to…law school. Goofs who loved pretending to be brave and rebellious, while working tenured jobs with outstanding benefits, and while toeing the administration line with a scrupulousness worthy of OCD. College is the only place where you can rebel by doing exactly what people in authority tell you to do.

They worked fifteen hours a week and pocketed two or three grand for it, while mewling and puking about the evils of capitalism. I know you think I’m kidding when I say fifteen hours a week, but honest academics admit that it’s true.

That’s part of the background of the Obamessiah/Neobama. An idyllic oasis in which theory is everything, because the real world never intrudes. It’s only in places like that that socialism seems to make sense. Unplug Obama from the Matrix and turn him loose in the real world, and he’s going to greet reality the way a bug greets a windshield.

He’s in trouble. How do I know? The Oracle told me.

Here is Fausta, with more.