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David Brooks, today, seems a little anemic, as if he were Bela Lugosi with all glare and no teeth. He writes like an old man pretending to be young, a novice historian of papal power on his first visit to the Vatican. He sees the artwork, smells the incense, and hears the swirl of robes, and feigns obliviousness to the skeletons in the closets, the archives and the sewers.

For St. David, conservatism is as pure and efficient as theoretical capitalism. Both are devoid of people, guile, ambition, lies, cheating, desperate choices and desperate measures, and a press and punditry that ranks on the "clean" scale about as high as James Ellroy’s LA cops.

Today, he play acts as Obama making choices about health care policy. Here’s his typically false premise:

Because you [Brooks-as-Obama] have a lofty perspective on things, you know there are basically two ways to fix this mess. There is the liberal way, in which the government takes over the health care system and decides who gets what. And then there is the conservative way, in which cost-conscious consumers make choices in the context of a competitive marketplace.

Brooks caricatures the left as a monolithic group that wants government to swaddle it in a cradle-to-grave security blanket, no matter how moth-eaten. He caricatures conservatives more grossly, as fiscally prudent politicians who empower America’s health care consumers with full information and choice, and who enable a working, competitive market of honest, fair dealing suppliers of quality "insurance" products.

Bobo’s descriptions fit neither today’s neocons nor the skewed, high-cost, anti-competitive, choiceless market in health care insurance. They are so unreal, he must have borrowed them from a Lynn Cheney-approved Texas textbook. Does our seasoned reporter know as little about the marketplace and politicians as that novice at the Vatican? Or is he a more willing liar than I imagine?

My vote is that he’s a bigger liar. Why? Because having set up his false premise, he has Mr. Obama delegating the policy and the program – and control over your daily lives! – to the bogeyman that’s always under his typewriter: anonymous imaginary Washington technocrats. And because this is how Bobo ends his hissy fit over Mr. Obama’s presumed victory on health care policy:

Not bad for a skinny guy with big ears.

I bet no one liked Bobo as a kid either.