Last night, Condoleezza Rice popped up at the Republican Convention five minutes ahead of schedule to tell cheering delegates about her three favorites things: herself, war, and herself.
Yes, it was the same, tired, Neocon agitprop we’ve all heard a million times, but the Republicans ate it up, proving just how other-worldly these people really are.
What pumped the crowd so? The prospect of perpetual war for the cause of “liberation,” that’s what. And who better to slather a coat of Civil Rights gloss over a beligerent foreign policy than Condi Rice? That’s what she does best.
Condi successfully regurgitated the Neocon formula for snookering grass-roots conservatives to submit to big government: Convince the rubes they can have their chest-thumping patriotism as long as they acknowledge the primacy of leftist, big-government ideology.
First, you sell them your Twilght-Zone version of American history:
“The essence of America – that which really unites us — is not ethnicity, or nationality or religion – it is an idea — and what an idea it is: That you can come from humble circumstances and do great things.”
Yes, forget ethnicity and race – after all, America is a propositional nation. Unfortunately, “real” Americans have to forcibly remind the backsliders. For example, as Condi reminded us, America endured “a Civil War – hundreds of thousands dead in a brutal conflict – but emerging a stronger union; a second founding – as impatient patriots fought to overcome the birth defect of slavery and the scourge of segregation.”
After that bloody “second founding,” Americans finally understood their unique mission: To roam the globe and reconstruct it. As Condi reminded the delegates, “And we have seen once again that the desire for freedom is universal – as men and women in the Middle East demand it.”
Yeah, those Muslims want us to invade their countries. And if you believe that, you’ll believe anything.
But what’s a Condi speech without a celebration of Condi? She did not disappoint:
“And on a personal note– a little girl grows up in Jim Crow Birmingham – the most segregated big city in America – her parents can’t take her to a movie theater or a restaurant – but they make her believe that even though she can’t have a hamburger at the Woolworth’s lunch counter – she can be President of the United States and she becomes the Secretary of State.”
Yes, only in America can a well-to-do black family raise a daughter who can go on to become a war criminal.