What Do You Mean, "We"?

Pat Caddell & Douglas Schoen, pollsters for Jimmy Carter and Bill Clinton respectively, rebuked the President yesterday for being divisive --and not in the positive, taking a stand way that I tend to champion.
Rather than being a unifier, Mr. Obama has divided America on the basis of race, class and partisanship. Moreover, his cynical approach to governance has encouraged his allies to pursue a similar strategy of racially divisive politics on his behalf. 
And there's a catalog of crimes: jumping to conclusions in the beergate case, holding border security hostage to comprehensive immigration reform, suing a state full of citizens, refusing to prosecute voter intimidation on the part of the New Black Panthers, etc.

It's nice they notice, although what they could have expected I'm not certain. Obama promised to be a radical and he is. Meanwhile, House of Eratosthenes nails the President's character:
Listen to Obama talk about something that doesn’t have to do with race: I, I, I, Me, Me, I, I, Me, I just think, seems to Me, Michelle & I, I, I, I, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me. The subject shifts to race, and all of a sudden it’s we, we, we, we, America, Ms. Sherrod, bloggers, talk shows, Cambridge police, we. He stops talking about Himself, because He’s cataloging sins…things that have been done wrong. When that happens, He isn’t part of us anymore. Suddenly, He can grind out entire paragraphs without mentioning Himself one single time. He’ll re-join us when the lecturing is done. Then He’ll be happy to tell us, once again, what He thinks about things.
He has a good insight, too, on Shirley Sherrod and her conversion --and why we can't get to the "there" of racial harmony from the "here" of Progressivism:
why did she reform? I’ve seen lots of leftists subjected to this spiritual awakening, and it isn’t permanent, one-way, or spiritual. In my case, they’ve gone back and forth, and with the wisdom of hindsight I’ve come to realize something: What they were trying to decide, was whether or not I was a “mark.” Was I desperate enough yet that, if they short-circuited some rules to “help” me, would I give them my soul. This is the true face of the progressive movement: Put the non-producers in charge of figuring out how the goods and services are allocated, and if enough people are in desperate circumstances & stand to benefit from your little modern Bolshevik revolution, they will help you do this and you will succeed. You cannot succeed without them. This is how Shirley Sherrod saw that white farmer. She changed her mind about him. As his plight became more and more desperate, she figured out how he would come in handy.
That last line is the official Left's commitment to the poor in one sentence.
Curtsy: Kaching!