Even the NYT admits it: Obama prepares how? Style over substance. Of course, that is what the MSM and his devoted Obamessiah-niks want. It is the age of "We watched Starsky and Hutch, the Smurfs, and Fresh Prince growing up. To hell with you Leave It to Beaver and Father Knows Best jerks."
On a more sophisticated level of discourse, our age desires Tezcatlipoca, not the fuddy-duddy Quetzalcoatl: the fascinating, irresistible, razmataz of the "observed of all observers."
If this is sheer gobbledegook to you, I apologize, and I guide you to Bailie's Violence Unveiled, or, for a fictional didactic version, The Dionysus Mandate.
Either way, you and I find ourselves in the maelstrom of the primitive sacred, this masculine "season of the witch," called the presidential campaign '08. Hang on to your hat, and pray.