What Obama can learn from Buffy

Nostalgia is the curse of the political classes; like Elvis, they refuse to leave the building when their work is done. It causes civil war (Spain in the 1930s) and world war (Germany with the kaiser). It brings false hope and projects illusion; Obama was neither world master nor messiah, as hordes throughout India, Indonesia and those raising palms at Mile High Stadium were saying about him two years ago. And he is not as bad as Sarko and China are saying now. There has always been more to him than there is to Bill or Bono or the opinion editors at The New York Times. And if he has learned one thing this past year in Beijing and Copenhagen, it should be that he is an American first, last and always. Same as Wes Welker. Same as Oprah. That is the package. Nothing more, nothing less. And in the end it makes no difference what they think of him or us in France or China.

If Obama is to survive and prosper in the coming three years, he has to make the rising generations his own. The oldest story, Sir James G. Frazer and the anthropologists tell us, is that the new leader/hero must cut down the sacred tree of the old people, not fulfill their wishes. Darla must die for Buffy to become The Slayer. Victoria, the red queen, must get her head torn off before Bella can become the white queen. George Washington must cut down the tree of his ancestors before the revolution can occur. Obama’s first hagiographers, publicists and hacks, comparing him to Kennedy, Roosevelt and Lincoln, had it exactly backward.

Every generation’s hero must make the world his or her own; it will not be given; it must be taken. Obama’s world is no exception.

Neither Clinton nor Reagan made much traction in his first year, but they caught on. From what I could see from the dozens of young people who visited my house over the Christmas vacation, the rising generation still looks up to Obama and wishes him well. He still has time, but time is running out.

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