"The fervency for Ron Paul is rooted in the longing for a redeemer, for one who will rise up and cut through the dishonest pablum of horse-races and sloganeering and speak directly to Americans. It is a species of saviorism which hopes to deliver a prophet onto the people, who will be better than the people themselves."
Ta-Nehisi Coates
I don't usually agree with Ta-Nehisi Coates, but this time I do. In his January 3rd Atlantic essay,
"The Messenger", Mr. Coates compares the feverish worship of today's Ron Paul devotees to the adulation of Louis Farrakhan in the 1980's and 90's:
"The need was real. And the man who best perceived that need--Louis Farrakhan--preached bigotry, and headed a church with a history of violence, and patriarchal and homophobic views. Some of us even endorsed it. A few of us debated about it. But, ultimately we didn't care. Farrakhan--and his cadre of clean disciplined black men and modest, chaste black women--spoke to our deep, and inward, sense that we were committing a kind of slow suicide, that--as the rappers put it--we were self-destructing."
The message of self-destruction and catastrophic decline has been a constant theme among Republican candidates this election cycle. And wherever this end-of-times rhetoric is repeated on the Internet, the comments threads inevitably become clogged with the dogged repetition of two words: Ron Paul.
Ron Paul is the only answer...only Ron Paul can pull the U.S. back from the brink...The only principled candidate is Ron Paul...RonPaulRonPaulRonPaulRonPaulRonPaul...
His fans present Mr. Paul as simultaneously Messenger and Martyr: the lone voice crying "Gold standard!" and "End the Fed!" in the wilderness, cruelly banished by the evil Gatekeepers of the mainstream media. (Never mind that by now Mr. Paul has been regularly covered by CNN, The Christian Science Monitor, MSNBC, been included in all the major Republican debates and appeared on everything from The Daily Show to National Public Radio...I mean, come on, people, NPR of all outlets!)
Yet whenever any but the faithful gaze upon him, the view is...less than Messianic. Mr. Coates sums it up:
"I've thought a lot about Farrakhan, recently, watching Ron Paul's backers twist themselves in knots to defend what they have now euphemistically label[ed] as "baggage." I don't think it makes much sense to try to rebut the charges here. No minds will be changed.
Still let us remember that we are faced with a candidate who published racism under his name, defended that publication when it was convenient, and blamed it on ghost-writers when it wasn't, whose take on the Civil War is at home with Lost-Causers, and whose take on the Civil Rights Act is at home with segregationists. Ostensibly this is all coincidence, or if it isn't, it should be excused because Ron Paul is a lone voice speaking on the important issues that plague our nation.
I have heard this reasoning before."
So have I. And here is where I diverge from Mr. Coates, because I've also seen the same purple-prosed, irrational worship heaped on another candidate: Barack Obama.
I did not vote for Mr. Obama and the tone of his campaign was one reason. I found it disturbing- all those packed rallies where women conveniently fainted for the cameras (how many times did this happen? Seven? Eight?), seasoned newscasters burbling about thrills going up their legs during Obama's speeches, candidate Obama addressing the people of Berlin as though he were already a head of state, and eulogizing his candidacy to voters at home as "the moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow and our planet began to heal."
As though he had already been granted the presidency by heavenly proclamation.
My unease deepened as the hysteria spiralled further out of control. By the time the faux Greek columns appeared in Invesco stadium, it had become something akin to fear. Supporters attending the Invesco rally were rumored to be practicing a special hand gesture, a kind of Obama salute with both hands clasped overhead in the shape of an "O."
All this for a Chicago machine politician, a junior Senator who had yet to finish his first term.
My memories of that campaign prodded me to recognize the same obsessive behavior in Ron Paul devotees- the same way a nagging headache alerts the patient to the approaching relapse of a chronic illness. "...every man is a prophet, until he faces a Congress,"
warns Mr. Coates. But what might happen if someday the True Believers lose patience with that reality, and decide to change it?
Just how short is the journey from gooseflesh to goosesteps?
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