Jewish World Review Feb. 23, 2001/ 30 Shevat, 5761
When Bubba graduates to Bobo
BILL CLINTON used to be a Bubba,
but he's a Bobo now.
A Bobo, as everybody who read
David Brooks "Bobos in
Paradise" knows, is a yuppie who
successfully merged the bohemian urges of
the '60s with the acquisitive impulses of the
'80s. A Bobo wears jeans and $100 running
shoes into the Age of Information.
A Bobo is a baby boomer who made it
without bloodlines, a mixed breed who's
half-bohemian, half-bourgeois. He has
replaced the snobbish White Anglo Saxon
Protestant - the WASP - who was born to the
manor with money, status and upper-class
genes and who revels in his well-bred
Machiavellian maneuverings. The Bobo, on
the other hand, is a bohemian who becomes
bourgeois through books and smarts
acquired on a campus. He feels another's
pain, but he wants others to feel his pain,
too. He can't feel good about himself unless
others feel good about him.
So Bill Clinton whines in the New York
Times: "I am accustomed to the rough and
tumble of politics, but the accusations made
against me in (the Marc Rich) case have
been particularly painful because for eight
years I worked hard to make good decisions
for the American people." We're such
Republicans and the vast right wing
conspiracy are to President Bobo as the
furies that pursued Orestes. They're pests,
but unlike the devil they didn't make him do
it. They just made everything worse. ("Geraldo, why are they so
mean to me?") Clinton as a Bobo is Machiavelli with a bleeding
heart. He was pure Bobo in his speech to the Oracle Corp.
convention of Internet specialists on Monday: "I think it's insulting to
poor people to say they ought to have to make a choice between
penicillin and Pentium." The WASP had a sharper stinger than that.
President Bill's decision to take an office in Harlem was another
perfect Bobo gesture. The bourgeois Clinton initially chose an office
near Carnegie Hall, but the bohemian Clinton had the perfect
fallback position next door to the Apollo. Norman Mailer might call
him a "White Negro" if Toni Morrison had not already called him "our
first black president." (The long-suffering blacks get blamed for
everything.) If moving his office to Harlem was less a gesture of his
liberal sensitivities - he displaced the Child Services Administration
- it was one of the few neighborhoods where he could get a view of
residents who might throw roses instead of ripe tomatoes.
Like husband, like wife. Hillary Clinton, according to David Brooks,
is the female Bobo poster child: "She marched in the sixties, traded
currencies in the eighties, and she has a full stock of countercultural,
progressive attitudes mixed with down-home ambition." And this
was before Hillary won her Senate seat, registered her china and
silver as though she were a breathless bride who couldn't wait for
the blushing to begin and furnished her house with chairs and tables
sent to the White House by the rich and infamous (and some who
just wanted to be famous).
Hillary's acquired a few smarts. She hired James Kennedy as her
new communications director. Mr. Kennedy is a familiar Clinton
handyman, who was the spokesman for the White House Counsel's
Office in the days when every day meant someone had to explain
thong panties and why that wasn't really a stain on the intern's dress.
In Washington, politics is never having to say you're ashamed.
As we say in the news biz, the Clintons are a story with legs (and
sometimes thick ankles). "Why Move On?" asks the Weekly
Standard, and answers its own question: "This is too much fun." You
could ask any conservative who struggled to get someone to listen
when he was forever saying, if you can bear the thought, that the
president had no clothes. And now we get to say "we told you so."
Liberals have their own reasons to enjoy the show now. Liberals can
finally show their "independence" by attacking one of their own now
that he's safely down. Of course, they're as independent as flies on
flypaper (or as Bill might have said, back when he was from
Arkansas: "As independent as a hog on ice"). Anyone who
defended our Bill through the sex, sin and skin scandals because
they were afraid not to have nothing to fear now from the Great
Pardoner. Sycophancy shrinks without its power source. If nothing
makes a man (or woman) so vain than to be told he (or she) is a
sinner, scolding the sinner panders to a greater vanity. Bill won't run
into the vanities in Harlem. Why else do you think he got off the A
train at 125th
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©1999, Suzanne Fields. Distributed by Los Angeles Times Syndicate