The New Yorker’s July 21 issue features Barack Obama on the cover as a Muslim and his wife as a terrorist. The American Flag burns in the background, and there is a picture of bin Laden on the wall.
Jesse Jackson wants to neuter Obama and even makes a gesture with his right arm in the video indicating how he would do it.
It’s all so confusing. I’m taking no chances and voting for the old guy.
The New Yorker’s Obama cover is an attempt to walk the fine line between satire and political rhetoric. It fails. The humor, what there is of it, is overwhelmed by the Muslim dress, the bin Laden portrait on the wall and the flag burning in the fireplace. (Where did the flag burning come from?)
If the characterization of Michelle with the AK-47 is meant to characterize that she will not be “pushed around” by the media, I think they got that right. She will stand up and defend herself. That’s the way women are acting these days. And a lot of the blame for that belongs to Hillary Clinton.
Sen. Obama, in his rather muted response to The New Yorker, characterized the cover as “tasteless and offensive.” Indeed, Obama, you can do better than that. Many think the cover was just plain nasty in a nasty business.
I think we can agree that this was not the magazine’s finest hour.
The good thing about it all is we can only go up from here.
Robert W. Johnson