Souffles Don't Rise Twice

The always worth reading Noemie Emery says Obama’s supporters have  lost that loving feeling:

Hence the Proustian search for lost glories, the raptures that only come once. You are the first black president once, after which race becomes incidental. You run on change once: After that, change is your enemy.

You are a blank slate only once, after which you are written on. You run on hope only once, for all is possible only when nothing is tried. Once things are tried, limitations are evident. Campaign 2008 was an air-filled souffle of a moment. And souffles don’t rise twice.