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CRAB FEST

Jesse Jackson, in his latest faux pas, suggests two crab similes: 1) a crotchety, old grouse (consumed by the green monster); and 2) One of the crabs in the bottom of a barrel, furiously attempting to prevent the escape of one of their ilk.

The hot-mike syndrome can be devastating in politics. Ronald Reagan was caught ostensibly ordering an attack upon the Soviet Union. Because of one regrettable, disparaging term, George Allen lost the senatorial race in Virginia and the very likely presidential candidacy of the Republican Party. Barak Obama was stung by comments he made in a supposedly closed political gathering. This is Jesse Jackson’s second career-clinging gaff.

In this particular instance, Jackson, in sotto voce, is crabbing to his seat partner about his perception that Barak is “talking down” to Black folk, and about his displeasure at Obama’s adopotion of Dubya’s faith-based program. In his fury, he voiced the desire to convert Barak into a castrato opera singer. (The musical reference cynically and incorrectly is mine, since the procedure would have to have been accomplished before puberty provided Barak with his beautiful baritone voice.)

A good indication that this frustration is based in generation and envy is the fact that Jesse Jackson’s namesake—a member of congress and a supporter of Obama—without mincing words, came down decisively in opposition to his sire’s position and discretion.

Apparently, Jesse is terribly miffed that this half-white boy (sans slave blood, to boot!), in the blinking of an eye, moved right into his neighborhood; co-opted the residents; made a startling run through Chicago and Illinois politics and the U.S. Senate; and is now streaking full speed toward 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Of course, it is understandable that this phenomenal occurrence would have shocked Jackson—as it has everyone else—but, come on, Jesse, learn to deal with off-the-script life. The book is not written because we perceive it to be thus. Lighten up a bit and enjoy the spectacle.

The political implications of Jackson’s off-the-cuff, revealed remarks will not be detrimental to Barak, and may even accrue to his benefit. In some circles, having Jesse Jackson’s displeasure of a particular candidate may be what the doctor ordered. Some more cynical voices have suggested that Jackson’s remarks might have been intended for disclosure. Be that as it may; there is no doubt that Jackson is pissed.

OK, Jesse, your public apology will somewhat diminish the media legs of your sub rosa mumbling; however, in dealing with the deeper aspects of your subconscious, please remember that that escaping crab is going to need his bullocks.