Archive for October 16th, 2010

My Love Is Vengeance

(I am reprinting here this piece, which was originally posted May 17, 2008 to the Great Pumpkin, for several reasons.

(First, because it is increasingly obvious that I am too afflicted with age and ennui and enervation and estrangement to complete any time soon the various pieces I have been working out and working on over the past several weeks.

(Second, because even as I am experiencing Extreme Difficulty in weaning myself from abusing my being nearly every day by exposing myself to the howlers and the shriekers and the ululaters, there in the inner sanctum of divine white privilege, who ceaselessly froth that Barack Obama is not What They Want Him To Be, I find that this piece presciently pointed out, even months before Obama’s ascension to office, that of the two paths currently open to any black man in America—”bargainer” and “challenger”—Obama has always publicly trod the path as “bargainer.” He is now as he always portrayed himself to be.

(Third, as a reminder of just what was said by that “challenger” to whom Obama listened so attentively, most Sundays, for more than 15 years: an indication that, though he manifests as bargainer, in his soul Obama is himself a challenger. And challenging is indeed, I submit, in the main, what he is subtly, covertly, about. Behind, as they say, blue eyes. A subject to which I shall return, at length, once age and ennui and enervation and estrangement are successfully surmounted.

(Finally, not many people read this piece when I posted it the first time. So I figured I’d give not many people the chance to read it here.)

Those conversant with the Tanakh (also known, when shuffled, as the Old Testament) might have expected that a pastor with the name of “Jeremiah” could prove to be something of a human fumarole, expelling harsh and unpalatable truths from the pulpit.

For the original Jeremiah—one of the three major “latter prophets” of Hebrew scripture—was an unrepentant hardcase so given to scalding screeds that his very name has entered the language as a synonym for “one who is pessimistic about the present and foresees a calamitous future.” He has even become a second noun—”jeremiad,” denoting “a prolonged lamentation or complaint,” “a cautionary or angry harangue.”

Below the “furthur” are alternated passages from the Book of Jeremiah with those Fox-propagated clips of the sermons of Jeremiah Wright. After perusing the ceaselessly inflammatory words of Reverend Wright’s namesake, I expect that all those who so piously urged Barack Obama to reject and denounce his pastor’s words, to leave his church, will similarly reject and denounce the words of the prophet Jeremiah, demand that their own pastors vow to forever abstain from quoting his words, and, indeed, swear to work to ensure that the Book of Jeremiah, in its entirety, be stripped from scripture.



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