"Having voted its spleen, petulant California has chosen as its leader a shape-shifting avenger from a parallel universe so that it can pretend to be in charge of its destiny."
http://www.philly.com/mld/inquirer/news/editorial/6966737.htmCalifornia trashes politics and throws a party
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The immigrant-turned-tycoon flatters Californians' sense of their destiny. This self-smitten mountain man, mouthing his overrehearsed lines, walks tall on behalf of the 3.5 million fans who voted him in. They're mad as hell, they don't care who knows it, and they have no coherent idea of what to do about it, or to whom - except to Gray Davis. So they embrace a symbol in the guise of a man.
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But his emptiness was also his selling point. When he speaks his lines, his supporters see a weird innocence returned to the world. As long as professional politicians have done nothing for them lately - or so they think - why not opt for fun leadership?
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Thus did the self-made demagogue spin implausibility into victory. Give him this: He struck a blow at dreariness. He pulverized doubt. He proved himself the king of demolition as self-help. Life's a movie, after all. Don't like the government? Go out and blow up some stuff. Nothing is real.
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