The Irony of Being Eric Cantor
Eric Cantor chickened out of a public appearance at the Wharton School, afraid to share his views with the 99% he so assiduously screws over. Fortunately his speech was given to The Daily Pennsylvanian, which shared it here. No wonder Eric wanted to say this crap to a selected audience that wouldn’t laugh out loud, complying with the social rule that speakers should be given that small measure of respect.
I am especially taken by this:
Recently I was asked, “What does your party say to that 9-year-old, inner city kid scared to death, growing up in a life of poverty? What can you do for that little girl?”
Well, we know there are no easy answers. But I believe that child needs a hand up to help her climb the ladder of success in our country. She needs the advantages of a solid family around her and a community that encourages her to learn and work hard. She needs some semblance of stability. She also needs some guarantees. She needs to know that the rules are the same for everybody. That although she may have to work harder than many of us, she needs to know that she has a fair shot at making it in this country.
That’s it. He has nothing to offer this child. No hand up. No solid family. No caring community. No semblance of stability. No guarantees. No society that enforces the laws equally.
Cantor doesn’t see any irony in calling this the statement that the Republicans have a solution. They don’t. They religiously (word chosen for precision) oppose anything that smacks of helping people up, helping families, helping communities, providing stability, providing guarantees and enforcing the law, or as Ron Paul would call it, the libertarian paradise.
Oh wait, here it is. Our 9 year old is supposed to start a small business. Or work for one (Eric wants to repeal the Child Labor Laws?). For Eric, everyone isn’t just above average, we are all Steve Jobs! Eric is willing to ask the rich to hold out a hand to the few who want to start these small businesses. Now there’s a concession.
But here is a real irony. One of Eric’s speech writers seems to have found a quote from Victor Frankl. Suggestion: don’t just mention it, read Man’s Search For Meaning. It doesn’t have a single mention of small business, but it does offer a solution to the existential crisis which Eric doesn’t know exists, because in his bubblicious world, there are no such crises, only moral certainties. And economic certainties.
I’d love to see him deliver this speech at one of those CNN-Teaparty Clown Show debates. The crowd screams and hollers in pain and bewilderment: their leader Eric betrays them and favors helping a few of THEM. Mitt Romney accuses him of helping Hispanics go to schools. Rick Perry accuses him of being soft on crime (What? No executions?). Michelle Bachmann slips in a reminder about the Apocalypse, the ultimate in taking sides. And Ron Paul does a spit take: this isn’t the government’s problem, it’s hers.
Oh, the irony of being soft on poverty in the remorseless Republican horror show.