David Brooks grinds one out

I dread Tuesdays. I know what awaits me, and its initials are D-F-B.

Today, we learn, without guile, who Bobo prefers to sit next to at lunch. He calls them Princes. He doesn’t mention the sucking-up portion of the menu, but I think with Davy that’s just a given, and hopefully he has a nice damask napkin to wipe up anything that might spill out of the corner of his mouth. Davy says he prefers to sit next to them because:

They are almost always charming, smart and impressive. They’ve read interesting books. They’ve got well-rehearsed takes on the global situation. They can drop impressive names as they tell you about their visits to the White House, Moscow or Beijing. If you’re having lunch or dinner with a prince, you’re going to have a good time.

Yup, that sounds like Davy’s cup o’ ($300/oz) tea. Anyway, he goes on to talk about who he doesn’t like to sit next to, he calls them Grinds, and he goes on at great length about why you don’t want to sit next to one:

Grinds, on the other hand, tend to have started their own company or their own hedge fund. They’re often too awkward to work in a large organization and too intense to work for anybody but themselves.

Over lunch, they can be socially inert. You try to draw them out by probing for one or two subjects of interest to them. But as often as not, you find yourself playing conversational ping-pong with a master of the monosyllabic response.

Every once in a while you’ll run into one who can’t help but let you know how much smarter he is than you or anybody else in the room. Sitting at this lunch is about as pleasant for him as watching a cockroach crawl up his arm. He’d much rather be back working in front of his computer screen.

So there you have it, Bobo would rather sit with the guys who rake in the cash doing nothing than sit with the worker bees.

But we knew that water seeks its own level.

So after his usual citation from an academic book (contractually required, we wonder?) — of which he’s only read the flap — but that’s more than a grind like you will ever read — he tells us that The recovery has been good for princes and terrible for grinds. Odd that. He seems mystified.

But this is the point where a column by Brooks always goes off the rails, the point in which the GOP talking points enter, and Bobo’s patented, NPR-approved reasonable centrist BS seeps out of his diaper and onto the printed page. Brooks will not tell us why the recovery was good for the Masters of the Universe and terrible for everyone else, it would destroy the narrative he has spent a life time to create, so instead he offers up the usual palliative that Very Serious People are spewing out:

For jobs to recover, the grinds have to recover, but it’s hard to see how that will happen so long as households are still so leveraged, government debt is still so unnerving and the business climate is still so terrible for entrepreneurs.

You see, it’s not the golden boys, the Masters of the Universe fault, it is the little guy. It is you. The little guy who has a mortgage that he probably should never have had. The government debt is too big because the government tried to stimulate the economy.

Bobo does not mention the eight years of letting George Bush, a hung-like-a-bee, dry-drunk, with an Oedipus complex, go on a credit card binge to finance two wars for Halliburton and the most incredible and irresponsible tax cuts and treasury raid since Saint Ronnie did it back in the ’80s. Bush, who would have used a Ouija Board instead of regulators, if he could have found a way, at whose feet lay the most incredible degradation of the environment (natural and fiscal) in our nation’s history. The same Bush who shredded the Constitution and the Bill of Rights at every available opportunity. He goes unmentioned.

Bobo will not tell us that for 30 years we’ve favored the rich-the Princes-in lieu of everyone else. By design, we have not invested in growing a strong economy that promotes high production and a higher standard of living for everybody. Through design and policy of the conservatives, we’ve created a structural problem, a laissez-faire environment for the rich to maximize their profits at the expense of everybody else.

Thirty years of Voodoo economics brought to this point, and Davy wants to blame it on us, the little guys.

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4 Responses to David Brooks grinds one out

  1. rehctaw says:

    I think the vernacular for Brooksie’s ejaculate is RUBBING one out.

    Wee stubby by now.

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  2. “Bobo does not mention the eight years of letting George Bush, a hung-like-a-bee, dry-drunk, with an Oedipus complex, go on a credit card binge to finance two wars for Halliburton and the most incredible and irresponsible tax cuts and treasury raid since Saint Ronnie did it back in the ’80s.”

    Yes, yes, yes, and yes, and all those self=loathing little guys will (once again) buy the Rethug talking points (read Thomas Frank’s What’s the Matter with Kansas”) and vote ’em back into power in 2010 unless the Dims start showing some passion, some intensity re: Alan Grayson style.

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  3. Capt. Bat Guano says:

    Sweet shit kickin’ Jebus Tengrain, when you get going you are one bad motor scooter. You know what I would love to see? You and Drifty going toe to toe in a no holds barred tear down of David Fucking Brooks. Oh yes, that would truly make intertubes history.

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  4. wagonjak says:

    Thanks for a great blog tengrain…you’ve really hit the nail on the head here. The Villagers like Bobolove to suck up to the rich and powerful and look down on the rest of us…it’s in their DNA.

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