Posted from the US
Yes - you know it. You feel it. It's Obama's Obamaness. He just toasted Hilary and John Edwards in South Carolina. He's Obama. Say it "Oh-Bah-Mah". He's chock full of mighty Obamaness.
He's just got it. That cool. That vibe. It doesn't matter if he advocated feeding cute bunny rabbits to tigers on live tv. It wouldn't matter if hosted a cooking show for gourmet cannibals. His Obamaness takes over. Jordan had it. Jimi had it. Miles had it. James Dean had it. Early Brando had it (lost it). 50's Elvis had it (flickered a bit in the Vegas days).
Hilary is oatmeal. Sensible. Practical shoes. Do your homework and eat your broccoli. Edwards is a lightweight weeny (he lost to an African-American man and a white woman in his Southern, Dixie flag waving, Confederacy forever home state!).
Obama? He is rocking his Obamaness. A friend of mine thinks that he coined the term (although I have seen it floating around). Women want him, men want to be him. He is. He'll fly out to Iran and tell all those cats to cool it, baby. He'll saunter over to Noth Korea and tell them freaks - hang out with Obama - and you'll get some sweet honey. He'll speechify the terrorists. He'll quiet them boys at the Pentagon. Hell - he might even get some good ole' Republicans to vote his way because he just throws his Obamaness their way and they'll all just melt like cheddar on rye. Jackie Robinson. Willie Mays. Obama.
Obama is black and white. He's all religions, all people. He's telling you to become one with him - because he is all.
In a field where the Republicans have one of their worst lineups of all time, and with a country not so enamored of Clintoville 2.0, we have Obama. He's like the iPod. Jobs. Pixar. It's hard to say what he's really about - or if he's the guy to lead the nation out of a big horrible mess. There really is not much outside of Obamaness. But sometimes that may be enough. He's the open source candidate - add what you want, it all sort of hangs together.
Like him or not, he's the coolest guy on the block.