Thomas Friedman has a solid criticism of the administration this morning,
There was a headline that grabbed me in The Times on Saturday. It said, “Cheney Lashes Out at Critics of Policy on Iraq.”
“Wow,” I thought, “that must have been an interesting encounter.” Then I read the fine print. Mr. Cheney was speaking to 200 invited guests at the conservative Heritage Foundation — and even they were not allowed to ask any questions. Great. Osama bin Laden and Saddam Hussein issue messages from their caves through Al Jazeera, and Mr. Cheney issues messages from his bunker through Fox. America is pushing democracy in Iraq, but our own leaders won’t hold a real town hall meeting or a regular press conference.
Out of fairness, my newspaper feels obligated to run such stories. But I wish we had said to the V.P.: If you’re going to give a major speech on Iraq to an audience limited to your own supporters and not allow any questions, that’s not news — that’s an advertisement, and you should buy an ad on the Op-Ed page.
Such an approach would serve both journalism and the nation, because it might actually force this administration to listen to someone other than itself. And learning to listen may be the only way the Bush team is going to muster and sustain the support it needs to succeed in Iraq.
To begin with, listening might actually force the Bush team to frame its vision of U.S. foreign policy and its rationale for the Iraq war on our hopes for the world, not just our fears of it. Every other word out of this administration’s mouth now is “terror” or “terrorism.” We have stopped exporting hope, the most important commodity America has. We now export only fear, so we end up importing everyone else’s fears right back.
That last sentence is a concise analysis of where we are. It actually echoes Michael Moore’s sentiment in his new book. This country is being run on fear, and that is truly pathetic and sad. If you don’t have hope what else is there? We are a country that has lost hope because all our leaders preach is fear. We’re afraid of “terrorism”. We’re afraid of losing our jobs. We’re afraid of being a victim of crime. We’re afraid of our guns being taken away.
This is a very good lesson for the President’s opponent in 2004. Bush-bashing is not going to win you the election (though it may get you the nomination). The only chance you have of beating the money machine in the White House is to bring a message of hope for Americans. Hope for all our citizens.
Arnold is Governor-elect of California today because he brought a message of hope to the people of “Caleeforneea”, not a message of fear. Maybe he needs to teach a few things to our President today.
UPDATE:
TalkLeft points out it might be nice if he read a newspaper every once in awhile too.
Michael Kinsley tees off on this subject today as well,
George W. Bush doesn’t really want people to get the news unfiltered. He wants people to get the news filtered by George W. Bush. Or rather, he wants everyone to get the news filtered by the same people who apparently filter it for him. It’s an interesting epistemological question how our president knows what he thinks he knows and why he thinks it is less distorted than what the rest of us know or think we know. Every president lives in a cocoon of advisers who filter reality for him, but it’s stunning that this president actually seems to prefer getting his take on reality that way.
Bush apparently thinks (if that is the word) that the publicly available media contaminate the news with opinion but Condi Rice and Andy Card are objective reporters. Anyone who has either been a boss or had a boss will find it easier, knowing that Bush believes this, to understand how he can also believe that things are going swimmingly in Iraq. And where does the Rice-Card News Service obtain its uncontaminated information? Bush conceded his shocking suspicion that Rice and Card “probably read the news themselves.” They do? Whatever is next? The president apparently is willing to tolerate the reading of newspapers by his staff members in the privacy of their own homes, as long as they don’t flaunt this unseemly habit by bringing the wretched things into the White House or referring to them at staff meetings.
Game, Set and Match, Mr. President.