What's In A Name?

I hate to keep whining. I really do. But I just have to vent this stuff. Sorry….but it’s my Blog.

Almost daily, I’m reading something about commemorative coins, or commemorative plates, or different things being produced to honor our new leader. But those are just some good capitalist making a few bucks off pure suckers, the American way, so no problem there. No, my real beef is with this new rage for naming different public property after him. Have you heard about the number of street names being changed to Obama? And then the ultimate was announced yesterday, where in some city in New York state, a public school is being renamed for him! (Although I’ll bet you my next paycheck that it will not include his middle name!) I didn’t catch who was being removed from the building. Probably some goofball like Neil Armstrong or Theodore Roosevelt.

This is just the beginning too. You know that we’re going to have courthouses, airports, municipal buildings and such coming next. I have an idea: how about the B.O. Waste Treatment Plant? That, I can endorse right now.

Seriously, before we go and add his face to Mt. Rushmore, I’d like to ask people how they think that he has earned this glorification? What exactly has he accomplished ? Get elected? Yup….but I think we now realize that this country was ready to elect a potted-plant as long as it meant not putting another Republican in the White House. So I really wish people would at least wait to see if this guy accomplishes anything at all. Is this unreasonable?

Streets and courthouses are not the worst thing. There is another phenomena that won’t really impact anything until about five years from now. The scene will be in a school kindergarten classroom of a mostly-minority school, probably called Barack Obama Elementary, and when roll-call is announced and the teacher asks for “Barack?”, a dozen little black boys will raise their hands! All named for the messiah five years earlier, by overenthusiastic parents brimming with unjustifiable joy over an absolute unknown quantity. For the sake of those little kids, and for the rest of us too, let’s hope (there’s that word!) that he does something to have earned it by then, other than being black.