“The Beautiful Complexity of President Barack Obama”
I am not sure I have much to add to the proceedings. Those who have followed this set of writings know that I threw my lot in with Barack early, after hearing and seeing him at a rally in Oakland in March 2007. I have worked on and off for his campaign since then, and was happiest watching my son come over to be a supporter (an Edwards man) after watching Barack’s Iowa speech in January 2008.
For me, the fact of Barack’s race(S) is emblematic of what Billy Collins so memorably referred to in “On Turning Ten” as “the beautiful complexity” of life. It is true that Barack is the first African-American president, and that is the point. With a Kenyan father and a Kansan mother, and Indonesian step-father and Indonesian-American 1/2 sister, Barack learned from the very start that life is way, way more complicated than the amount of melanin you have in your skin. (It reminds me that when my son was 2 or 3, he used to be under the impression that I was black, because my skin was darker than most “Whites”, esp. in the summer.)
I have always subscribed to the wonderful sayings of Shakespeare, Scott Fitzgerald and H.L. Mencken, credos I have strived mightily to live my life by. The bard reminds us how much there is in heaven and earth beyond what we can dream of in our philosophies, Fitzgerald notes that a first-class mind can hold two equal and opposite ideas in it without going mad, and Mencken observes that for every complex problem there is a simple solution…and it is wrong.
As Nicholas Kristof writes in today’s NY Times, “American voters have just picked a president who is an open, out-of-the-closet, practicing intellectual.” One who embraces nuance and complexity, and is impatient with simple, reductive black and white answers. How fitting symbolically that he is a “mixture” of black and white, a mutt as he playfully called himself. The world is not a place of saints and sinners, of “you’re either with us or against us” bellicosity. Obama says it beautifully. “We can disagree without being disagreeable.”
Those with a sense of certitude, with what Mark Twain called “the calm, cool confidence of a Christian with four aces” that they are right, who once they make a decision, never go back on it, regardless of changing information or circumstances, who surround themselves with an amen corner, well, all I can say is, we just had an administration filled with folks like that, and the results were disastrous. That kind of what Kristof calls being intoxicated with the fumes of moral clarity leads to disaster on every level of our lives. Far better to, again paraphrasing Kristof, strive for an understanding that the world, and each one of us, abounds in uncertainties and contradictions. That is a wonderful thing. The world of psychology views comfort with ambiguity and complexity as a sign of a more evolved intelligence, and by that standard, Obama is likely the most evolved and intelligent president we have had.
Embrace complexity, embrace nuance, seek out dissenting views, understand that, with the exception of a few sociopaths, we are ALL saints and sinners. Barack Obama’s victory is the celebration of beautiful complexity and nuance, of hope for understanding, for reconciliation, for healing, for recognizing that that there is far more that unites us than divides us. I have never read it better than George Santayana’s timeless paean to the world, with all its flaws.
“The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns.”
Barack’s triumph is ours, and with it, we all inch a little closer, in all our glorious contradictions and complexity, to the light.
