Dueling narratives
Hillary’s original narrative was Destiny; she was the historically inevitable first female President, and this was her moment.- Obama countered with Change. His Destiny as the first black President canceled out Hillary’s Destiny as the first female President, and he had none of her baggage.
- Hillary lurched from narrative to narrative. She tried to jump on Change, but was too late; Obama already owned Change. She tried Experience, and went down in a hail of imaginary sniper fire. Finally she settled on Regular Folks, drinking beer with steelworkers and painting Obama as a latte-swilling, arugula-eating elitist intellectual. Too late.
- Meanwhile, McCain went after Obama with War Hero and Experience. Obama conceded War Hero, but countered Experience with Judgment.
- Obama’s choice of Joe Biden as his running mate undercut Change but added some Experience. With Hillary out of the picture, he regained Destiny.
- McCain chose Sarah Palin for VP, diluting his own Experience and canceling out Obama’s Destiny again. They’re offering Reform as an alternative to Change, and they still have War Hero and Regular Folks. Palin is about as Regular Folks as you can get, being a non-bitter gun-toting, pro-life hockey mom. (Has anyone else noticed how much she sounds like Principal Victoria on South Park?)
Where do we go from here? I suppose it’s possible that the politicians could talk about the issues, but I suspect that things will settle down into two dueling narratives again.
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The Life of the Skies, by Jonathan Rosen, is subtitled “Birding at the End of Nature”. It is nominally about bird-watching, but really about a symbolic interaction with nature. The author points out that birds are the only wild animals that most people ever see, which is not exactly true. Squirrels are an easy counter-example, and depending on where one lives, one may see deer, or lizards, or whales. However, birds can fly over fences and across borders, so the bird in your back yard may have come from thousands of miles away. I think it would be more accurate to say that there is not much wilderness left, and migratory birds are the closest connection that most of us have with that wilderness.