...And I realized, I think it was sometime last night, what has been keeping me bouyed up so long:
We now have an openly intellectual president leading this country.
American popular culture (and perhaps popular culture around the globe, but this American one is the only one I can speak of with any authority) has long been staunchly, even violently, anti-intellectual --which I've talked about
here and
here (these posts also include discussions of
Doctor Who and other skiffy TV).
I'm old enough to remember the Nixon presidency as a heavy cloud hanging over the nation (and was upset that the Watergate hearings were preepting my after-school block of cartoon shows on
every channel). And I remember how relieved my parents were the day he left office.
I remember Ford (vaguely) as a character that was spoofed on
Saturday Night Live.
Carter was the first president I actually remember in a political way-- following what he said on the news, and what grownups around me said about him at cocktail parties. He was generally acknowledged as a thoughtful and intelligent man, but the underpinnings of his philosophy is his Baptist faith, rather than logic and science, and his thoughtfulness was also seen as a softness and a weakness by his critics, especially after the Iranian Hostage Crisis.
At the time, Reagan was famously mocked (among liberals) for his lack of intelligence, and there was some speculation that he was already suffering from alzheimer's before the end of his second term.
Bush 41 wasn't quite as bad as his son, in this regard, but he certainly didn't make any effort to come across as the brightest bulb in the room.
Politically, Clinton and Bush 43 were very different in their policy positions, but they were similiar in their thinking-with-the-gut (and other bodily organs) approach to problem solving, and the way they engaged with the citizenry through pure emotional appeal ("I feel your pain" and "I will protect you from the shadowy monster in the corner").
Both Al Gore's and John Kerry's intellects were used against them in their campaigns, as setting them apart from "the rest of us," and it worked.
So is it any wonder that, in the back of my mind, there's been this idea that being openly intellectual is just about as politically risky as being openly gay?
My dad used to say that when you're depressed, you should just take a step back, and appreciate the pleasure that comes from breathing: "Remember how horrible it feels, when you're in the pool, horsing around, or playing 'Bobbing for Apples' and some bully comes along and holds your face underwater. Then realize that there is no bully, and you are free to breathe the sweet, good air."
Well, I realized last night that until Tuesday's election results were finally official, I've felt, psychologically, like there was a bully at my back, trying to push my face underwater. W. was the public face of it (saying, for example [in 2002], that the citizens outside the White House protesting his plans to invade Iraq just didn't understand his reasons, and weren't smart enough, and didn't have the right to have those reasons explained to them), but he was, to a large extent, simply echoing the attitudes of the popular culture at large.
Now, that bully has backed off, and I can breathe again. No wonder I'm feeling a little light-headed; it's been a long eight years.
Obama's election does affirm that anyone can be president -- even a Geek, editor of the student paper, and president of the Debate Team.