The Party of the Rich

And they used to say that hypocrisy was the homage that vice paid to virtue. Forget all that. This is beyond hypocrisy. It is prima facie thuggishness and noblesse oblige beyond our wildest imaginations. Well, maybe not for readers of Balzac, but close.

What is the explanation for all this?

I used to think, as I wrote in my book on Hollywood of a couple of years ago, that these limousine liberals created "mini-me" clones out of the Austin Powers flicks to proclaim publicly their undying support for the common man; so that, in their private lives, these same "progressive plutocrats" could go on raping and pillaging as before. Barbra Streisand is a typical example, but George Soros, more than any movie star, is the poster boy for that kind of behavior.

But these days, it seems, even the "mini-me" is being abandoned. The pretenses are gone. No more Mr. Good Guy, phony as he was. No more obeisance to Mother Teresa (she's dead anyway) or special concerts for African AIDS. It has evolved to another stage. Chelsea Clinton gets her multi-million dollar wedding no matter how it looks to the rest of us. John Kerry acts as if having tax issues for your yacht is just another average problem for Joe Normal and Al Gore ... well, the less said about him the better.

When I say it has evolved to another stage, I also mean that our political leaders now behave more or less like members of competing Mafia families. The Clintons do not invite the Obamas -- or the Gores, for that matter - to their wedding. That Jenna Bush's wedding cost a paltry one hundred grand is forgotten, a thing of the past barely commented upon. Chelsea marries into a family whose connections are no more savory than the Corleones, as Ron Radosh reminds us.

Meanwhile, the tea partiers are accused of racism that no one can prove. The illusion that the Democrats are the party of the people continues. And the beat goes on.