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It wasn’t long after Obama’s victory that liberals began trying on patriotism like an old ill-fitting coat, admiring themselves in the mirror, and even denouncing conservatives as unamerican (yes it happened). Caught in the afterglow of their win, basking in the radiance of their man addressing the country, beaming down from the carefully arranged set pieces and choreographed events, guzzling the myth like hopeandchangey brew– they could almost believe that the great clock of history had wound back to the Kennedy Administration. Before the Vietnam War or the shot in Memphis that killed Martin Luther King. That golden moment between FDR and LBJ, only briefly broken by McCarthyism and Ike, when hating your country hadn’t yet become the mandatory liberal position. When it was still possible to look up admiringly at the flag and be a liberal, even if Phil Ochs and the SDS might mock them for it. When America to them was still the hope of the world, not the shame of the world.

More than anything else, the rise of Obama offered them that. A return to loving their country and being loved by it. Of course some things would have to go. Many things. But there could be a reconciliation of some kind. A new unity after the ‘nightmare years’ of the Bush Administration when the local Borders could never keep enough Bushisms books in stock, for reasons that they were sure had something to do with the Patriot Act, and their European friends didn’t like them anymore. The new golden moment was here. Obama was the new JFK. And this time he wouldn’t be shot and no one would have to be drafted to go to Vietnam. Altamont would end peacefully. Jimmy Hendrix would never die. Neither would Jim Morrison. All the culture clashes and racial hatreds would be reconciled. And all the national traumas would be healed again.

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