Lost and vulnerable in his youth, Barack Obama has gone on to attain the most influential and powerful position within the global community. Generational power was at work. His is indeed a Generation Jones/X victory story. "He may not always come when you want him, but he's right on time" runs an old spiritual gospel hymn; he has come at the historical moment in which he was sorely needed.
I think Barack taps into these warring elements within the psyche of this generation, and lets its members know that he is the elder brother, appearing on the scene to help. This is part of why pragmatically, he has beaten the empirical odds. Ego and archetype are entwined in him, and the image he projects is in tune with the needs of the times. America more than any other nation ought to know the importance of media image, of psychological needs which fluctuate with generational shifts, and of the vast importance of the type of the hero.
Back in the campaign trail days of the primaries, Bennet Kelley wrote a piece which appeared in the Huffington Post, entitled, "Obama and Generation Jones: It is Our Time to Lead". He spoke correctly, and it was already clear to many of us then that Hillary and McCain were running against history and time, and generational shift. The natural chronology of the historical saeculum is as reliable as the seasons themselves. Summer gives way to autumn, and it is useless to deny that cooler winds are blowing. ( Another very good piece on generational struggle and its expression via the ascension of Barack Obama, from the campaign trail days, is at http://blog.newsweek.com/blogs/stumper/archive/2008/04/08/the-real-obama-clinton-generation-gap.aspx ) This generational apex and reversal was in the air at the Democratic National Convention: It was palpable. Howe and Strauss had prophesied that a generational constellation would be aligned in 2005 that would be a powder keg, awaiting the lit match of the catalyst. Those at the helm would be pragmatists, doers, changers and shapeshifters. The Nike slogan of the '90s, just do it , would be their watchword. The very air, the historians said, would feel "stale, used up; primed for something new". This is when the Hegelian world historical moment, the kairos, the ancient Greek word for the moment when all turns around in the eleventh hour, reaches its apex and begins the reversal, if only the hero rushes in where angels fear to tread. . .
I leave with these lyrics from the Rush song, Today's Tom Sawyer, which came out about the time that Barack was free wheeling into his 20s. They speak of him and his - our - generation uncannily:
Back in the campaign trail days of the primaries, Bennet Kelley wrote a piece which appeared in the Huffington Post, entitled, "Obama and Generation Jones: It is Our Time to Lead". He spoke correctly, and it was already clear to many of us then that Hillary and McCain were running against history and time, and generational shift. The natural chronology of the historical saeculum is as reliable as the seasons themselves. Summer gives way to autumn, and it is useless to deny that cooler winds are blowing. ( Another very good piece on generational struggle and its expression via the ascension of Barack Obama, from the campaign trail days, is at http://blog.newsweek.com/blogs/stumper/archive/2008/04/08/the-real-obama-clinton-generation-gap.aspx ) This generational apex and reversal was in the air at the Democratic National Convention: It was palpable. Howe and Strauss had prophesied that a generational constellation would be aligned in 2005 that would be a powder keg, awaiting the lit match of the catalyst. Those at the helm would be pragmatists, doers, changers and shapeshifters. The Nike slogan of the '90s, just do it , would be their watchword. The very air, the historians said, would feel "stale, used up; primed for something new". This is when the Hegelian world historical moment, the kairos, the ancient Greek word for the moment when all turns around in the eleventh hour, reaches its apex and begins the reversal, if only the hero rushes in where angels fear to tread. . .
I leave with these lyrics from the Rush song, Today's Tom Sawyer, which came out about the time that Barack was free wheeling into his 20s. They speak of him and his - our - generation uncannily:
Today's Tom Sawyer he gets high on you/and the space he invades he gets by on you/ . . . tho his mind is not for rent, don't put him down as arrogant/his reserve a quiet defense/riding out the days events/. . . what you say about his company is what you say about society/. .. the world is, the world is, love and life are deep(maybe as his skies are wide?)/No, his mind is not for rent to any god or government/always hopeful yet discontent/he knows changes aren't permanent, but Change is. . .
