He Has a Dream
By Maureen Dowd
NYTimes.com
WASHINGTON — As he has grown weary of Washington,
Barack Obama has shed parts of his presidency, like
drying petals falling off a rose.
He left the explaining and selling of his signature
health care legislation to Bill Clinton. He
outsourced Congress to Rahm Emanuel in the first
term, and now doesn’t bother to source it at all. He
left schmoozing, as well as a spiraling Iraq, to Joe
Biden. Ben Rhodes, a deputy national security
adviser, comes across as more than a messagemeister.
As the president floats in the empyrean, Rhodes
seems to make foreign policy even as he’s spinning
it.
But the one thing it was impossible to imagine, back
in the giddy days of the 2009 inauguration, as
Americans basked in their open-mindedness and
pluralism, was that the first African-American
president would outsource race.
He saved his candidacy in 2008 after the “pastor
disaster” with Jeremiah Wright by giving a daring
speech asserting that racial reconciliation could
never be achieved until racial anger, on both sides,
was acknowledged. Half black, half white, a son of
Kansas and Africa, he searchingly and sensitively
explored America’s ebony-ivory divide.
He dealt boldly and candidly with race in his
memoirs, “Dreams From My Father.” “In many parts of
the South,” he wrote, “my father could have been
strung up from a tree for merely looking at my
mother the wrong way; in the most sophisticated of
Northern cities, the hostile stares, the whispers,
might have driven a woman in my mother’s predicament
into a back-alley abortion — or at the very least to
a distant convent that could arrange for adoption.
Their very image together would have been considered
lurid and perverse.”
Now the professor in the Oval Office has spurned a
crucial teachable moment.
He dispatched Eric Holder to Ferguson, and deputized
Al Sharpton, detaching himself at the very moment
when he could have helped move the country forward
on an issue close to his heart. It’s another
perverse reflection of his ambivalent relationship
to power.
He was willing to lasso the moon when his candidacy
was on the line, so why not do the same at a pivotal
moment for his presidency and race relations?
Instead, he anoints a self-promoting TV pundit with
an incendiary record as “the White House’s civil
rights leader of choice,” as
The Times put it, vaulting Sharpton into “the
country’s most prominent voice on race relations.”
It seems oddly retrogressive to make Sharpton the
official go-between with Ferguson’s black community,
given that his history has been one of fomenting
racial divides, while Obama’s has been one of
soothing them.
The MSNBC host has gone from “The Bonfire of the
Vanities” to White House Super Bowl parties. As a
White House official told Politico’s Glenn Thrush,
who wrote on the 59-year-old provocateur’s
consultation with Valerie Jarrett on Ferguson:
“There’s a trust factor with The Rev from the Oval
Office on down. He gets it, and he’s got credibility
in the community that nobody else has got.”
Sharpton has also been such a force with New York’s
mayor, Bill de Blasio, in the furor over the
chokehold death of a black Staten Island man that
The New York Post declared The Rev the de facto
police commissioner. The White House and City Hall
do not seem concerned about his $4.7 million in
outstanding debt and liens in federal and state tax
records, reported by The Post. Once civil rights
leaders drew their power from their unimpeachable
moral authority. Now, being a civil rights leader
can be just another career move, a good brand.
Thrush noted that Sharpton — “once such a pariah
that Clinton administration officials rushed through
their ribbon-cuttings in Harlem for fear he’d show
up and force them to, gasp, shake his hand” — has
evolved from agitator to insider since his
demagoguing days when he falsely accused a white New
York prosecutor and others of gang-raping a black
teenager, Tawana Brawley, and sponsored
protests against a clothing store owned by a
white man in Harlem, after a black subtenant who
sold records was threatened with eviction. A
deranged gunman burned down the store, leaving eight
people dead.
Sharpton also whipped up anti-Semitic feelings
during the Crown Heights riots in 1991, denouncing
Jewish “diamond dealers” importing gems from South
Africa after a Hasidic Jew ran a red light and
killed a 7-year-old black child. Amid rioting, with
some young black men
shouting “Heil Hitler,” a 29-year-old Hasidic
Jew from Australia was stabbed to death by a black
teenager.
Now, Sharpton tells Thrush: “I’ve grown to
appreciate different roles and different people, and
I weigh words a little more now. I’ve learned how to
measure what I say.”
Obama has muzzled himself on race and made Sharpton
his chosen instrument — two men joined in pragmatism
at a moment when idealism is needed.
We can’t expect the president to do everything. But
we can expect him to do something.