This clip is apparently twenty years old, but the timing couldn’t be better. During a period when the left has decided to jettison reality and hermetically seal themselves up somewhere between 1968 and 1972, Herman Cain takes their most revered gnostic anthem, turns it on its head, and completely takes the mickey out of it, proving some much needed comic relief during the Obama’s administration’s long slog into the dustbin of history:
As Allahpundit writes, “Watching it, two things are clear. One: Lennon’s ode to possessions-less brotherhood actually makes a hell of a corporate jingle. [No shocker there -- Ed] And two: The inauguration ball is going to be amazing.”
A new poll shows Cain beating Obama by two points.
And that was before this awesomely awesome moment. Rock on, Mr. Cain – Rock On.












Better optics than “God Damn America”.
Self-Depreciation is one of the manly virtues. In our culture, it’s the villains that have brittle egos and cannot abide any criticism of themselves (whether by themselves or by others). Spider-Man makes fun of himself; Dr. Doom most assuredly does not.
A debate between Mr. Cain, with his healthy self-deprecating humor, and President Obama, Mister Brittle Ego himself, should be a joy to watch.
This morning The Daily Beast tweeted this, and I assume we were supposed to think Mr. Cain was a dim bulb. I thanked the reporter for finding the clip, because I knew it would get more votes for McCain.
I noticed he stopped pushing it after I said that.
I especially like that Mr. Cain also had back-up singers! LOL!
I’m impressed.
Cain was not afraid to express his humor center stage and put his singing to the test. It shows someone who will put himself out there to have fun.
I don’t think it is self-deprecating. It shows a confident and interesting personality.
Herman Cain produced pizza (something people actually buy without getting a gubbermint subsidy) and has a sense of humor about it to boot. Barack Obama has made a hash of everything and the only thing funny about him is the ridiculous lengths the media still goes to in order to pretend he’s not dumber than a bag of hammers.
Nice baritone voice. The man can sing!
I used to think of Herman Cain as a somewhat simplistic radio talk show host who one day mounted up like Don Quixote on a hapless quest for the presidency. “Don’t embarrass yourself Herman.” But the more we see of him the more he surprises us. The mathematician, the rocket scientist, the banker, the CEO, the pizza man – the Everyman. Now we see the thorougly human, even the ubermensch to heal us all. I am trying to imagine a President who sings like that.