When I was a teenager, Artie
B. was my best friend. Nevertheless, Artie
and I could not have been more different.
I was a good student; Artie was not.
I was also a straight arrow, whereas he was a little bent. Although Artie possessed a good heart, he was
a bit of a rogue.
Most of the time, I was a
goodie-two-shoes, but when I was with Artie, we occasionally broke the
rules. I did not worry, however, because
Artie had a knack for getting us out of trouble. Even when we got caught red-handed, he always
had a ready excuse.
But Artie had more than
that; he had an infectious smile. (Back
in Brooklyn, we called it a s---eating grin.)
Whenever we were trapped, he would turn on the charm and adults would
melt. No matter how improbable the tale
he told, somehow they were convinced.
With me, it never worked
that way. If I tried that with my
father, he would scowl and demand that I “wipe that smirk of [my] face.” If I did not, he would promise to wipe it off
for me.
But why am I reminiscing
about this? It is because Barack Obama
recently flashed the same sort of grin as Artie. Moreover, he achieves pretty much the same
results. Onlookers give him a free pass
no matter how big the whopper he tells.
Not long ago at a press
conference, Obama was asked why he did not make himself more available to the
press. He declared that he wanted to,
but that his people would not let him.
And then, he grinned. And
everyone chuckled. They all knew he was
fibbing, but hey, what was the big deal?
Although this incident might
be dismissed as “teasing,” other instances are more serious. Thus, Obama flashed the same grin when caught
lying about whether Americans could keep their doctors under Obamacare. He did the same when he asserted that there was
not a smidgeon of corruption at the IRS.
Nowadays, he is repeating
the process with respect to the Iran treaty.
When others criticize it, he proclaims that they are trying to mislead
the American people. And then he
grins. Then his audience smiles and
applauds. In the midst of being misled, they
reward him for doing so.
Obama often likes to pretend
that he is the only adult in the room, so how is it that he gets away with a
teenage ploy? Why do so many Americans
respond the way adults did to Artie?
Part of the reason is that
Barack is indeed charming. He has an
undeniably appealing way about him.
Another is that as our first minority president, people do not want him
to fail. They would rather close their
eyes to reality than allow him to be exposed as a disappointment.
Bill Clinton also had an
endearing aw-shucks grin. He could get
caught having sex with an intern in the oval office and have this written off
as if it were a boyish prank. George W.
Bush, of course, could not. His smile
was forced, i.e., it was anything but contagious.
As for Hillary, her smile is
so phony that even her friends make excuses for it. She may yet be elected president, but it will
not be because she is likeable. Her
partisans, as did those of Richard Nixon, will vote for what she symbolizes,
not who she is.
The point is that if we want
a competent adult in the White House, we must behave like competent
adults. We cannot allow ourselves to be
seduced by appearances, whether these come packaged as a captivating smile or a
symbolic achievement.
I once wondered what adults
saw in Artie. Why did they permit
themselves to be hoodwinked? Nonetheless,
there was little at stake. When it comes
to the presidency, however, our safety and way of life are on the line. We don’t need to elect amiable teenagers or ideological
icons.
Melvyn L. Fein, Ph.D.
Professor of Sociology
Kennesaw State University