By Selwyn Duke
It's a humbling
realization, but anybody aspiring to grow in wisdom must understand
that he is but one of six and a half billion people on this blue orb,
no more important than anybody else. Yet this is something that eludes
many in a modern culture of self-esteem exercises, wherein children are
sometimes raised as if the world revolves around them. And watching
Michelle Obama's speech while lobbying the International Olympics
Committee (IOC) on Chicago's behalf made it plain that she was — and
perhaps still is — one of those children.
I'm not the first to note how thoroughly solipsistic the First Lady's speech was (Joe Gimenez did a very good job here).
This is because it was so painfully obvious. She wasn't singing the
praises of the Windy City; it was Windy Michelle talking about what may
be her favorite topic: herself. Confusing advocacy with autobiography,
it was I, I, I; her father this and her father that; how well she
learned to throw and punch; how she played games
as a girl; what she learned through sport; how she is a mother and a
daughter (which we sort of discerned); ad infinitum. I half expected
her at any moment to break into the chant, "Mm, mm, mm, Michelle
LaVaughn Obama!
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