Issues and issues in the State of the Union
By Mark Steyn
‘I’m also
issuing a new goal for America,” declared President Obama at his State of the
Union on Tuesday. We’ll come to the particular “goal” he “issued” momentarily,
but before we do, consider that formulation: Did you know the president of the
United States is now in the business of “issuing goals” for his subjects to
live up to?
The State of the Union is the opposite. The president gives a performance, extremely animatedly, head swiveling from left-side prompter to right-side prompter, continually urging action now: “Let’s start right away. We can get this done. . . . We can fix this. . . . Now is the time to do it. Now is the time to get it done.” And at the end of the speech, nothing gets done, and nothing gets fixed, and, after a few days’ shadowboxing between admirers and detractors willing to pretend it’s some sort of serious legislative agenda, every single word of it is forgotten until the next one.
In that sense, like BeyoncĆ© lip-synching the National Anthem at the inauguration, the State of the Union embodies the decay of America’s political institutions into a simulacrum of responsible government rather than the real thing, and a simulacrum ever more divorced from the real issues facing the country. “Over the last few years, both parties have worked together to reduce the deficit by more than $2.5 trillion,” said the president. Really? Who knew? “Now we need to finish the job.” Just one more push is all it’ll take.
What’s he on about? The annual “deficit” has been over a trillion for every year of Obama’s presidency. The cumulative deficits have, in fact (to use a quaint expression), increased the national debt by $6 trillion. Yet Obama claims Washington has “reduced the deficit” by $2.5 trillion and all we need to do is “finish the job.” Presumably this is a reference to allegedly agreed deficit reductions over the next decade, or quarter-century, or whatever. In other words, Obama has saved $2.5 trillion of Magical Fairyland money, which happily frees him up to talk about the really critical issues like high-speed rail and green-energy solutions. These concepts, too, exist mainly in Magical Fairyland: If you think Obama-approved taxpayer-funded “high-speed rail” means you’ll be able to board a train that goes at French or Japanese speeds, I’ve a high-speed rail bridge to Brooklyn to sell you.
Take, for example, the “goal” Obama “issued”: “Let’s cut in half the energy wasted by our homes and businesses over the next 20 years.” What does that even mean? How would you even know when you’ve accomplished that “goal”? What percentage of energy used by my home and business is “wasted”? In what sense? Who says? Who determines that? Is it 37 percent? Twenty-three percent? So we’re going to cut it down to 18.5 per cent or 11.5 percent by 2033, is that the “goal”?
Barack Obama is not the first president to “issue” “goals.” John F. Kennedy also did, although he was more mindful of the constitutional niceties:
“This nation should commit itself to achieving the goal, before this decade is out, of landing a man on the moon and returning him safely to the earth.”
That’s a goal! No wiggle room. A monkey on the moon won’t count, nor an unmanned drone. We need an actual living American standing on the surface of the moon holding Old Glory by December 31, 1969.
Whoever’s writing Obama’s speeches these days either has a tin ear —
you don’t “issue” goals, you set them — or he has a very refined sense
of the ersatz nature of contemporary political discourse. Old-school
monarchs issued “edicts.” One thinks of King Charles the Bald in his
Edict of Pistres in a.d. 864, announcing
among other things that henceforth selling a horse to a Viking would be
punishable by death. No doubt the odd equine transaction slipped
through the regulatory net, but historians seem to agree that the sale
of mounts to Norsemen certainly diminished. And more to the point his
courtiers would have thought Charles the Bald was an even bigger schmuck
than they already did if, instead of an edict, he was issuing a new
goal to reduce the sale of horses to Vikings by 50 percent by the year
884.
These days, the edicts are issued by commissars deep in the bowels of
the hyper-regulatory state, and most of them are, like King Charles, a
little too bald in their assumptions of government power to be bandied
in polite society. So, in public, the modern ruler issues goals, orders
dreams, commands unicorns. People seem to like this sort of thing. No
accounting for taste, but there we are. “America moves forward only when
we do so together,” declared the president. I dunno. Maybe it’s just
me, but the whole joint seems to be seizing up these days: The more
“activist” Big Government gets, the more inactive the nation at large.
But the president’s sonorous, gaseous banalities did serve notice
that the Republicans don’t want to get too far behind on his “goals.”
He’s right that Washington “moves forward” like a pantomime horse
lurching awkwardly across the stage and with the Republicans always
playing the rear end. A “bipartisan” agreement means that the Democrats
get what they want now and Republicans at some distant far-off date. Try
it: New taxes and government programs now, alleged deficit reduction of
$2.5 trillion a decade hence. Illegal-immigrant amnesty now, alleged
rigorous border enforcement the day after tomorrow. Washington has
settled into a comfortable pattern: instant gratification for spending
binges that do nothing for any of the problems they purport to be
solving assuaged by meaningless commitments to start the twelve-step
program next year, or next decade, or next century. No other big spender
among the advanced democracies lies to itself about the gulf between
its appetites and its self-discipline.
“Tonight, let’s declare,” declared the president, “that in the
wealthiest nation on earth . . . ” Whoa, hold it right there. The
“wealthiest nation on earth” is actually the Brokest Nation in History.
But don’t worry: “Nothing I’m proposing tonight should increase our
deficit by a single dime.”
“Should”? Consciously or not, the president is telling us his State
of the Union show is a crock, and he knows it. Under Magical Fairyland
budgeting, Obama-sized government “shouldn’t” increase our debt. Yet
mysteriously it does. Every time. Because, in a political culture
institutionally incapable of course correction, that’s just the way it
is.
— Mark Steyn, a National Review columnist, is the author of After America: Get Ready for Armageddon. © 2013 Mark Steyn
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