A Stitch in Haste

Please tell me he didn't:

Two hundred and twenty one years ago, in a hall that still stands across the street, a group of men gathered and, with these simple words, launched America's improbable experiment in democracy. Farmers and scholars; statesmen and patriots who had traveled across an ocean to escape tyranny and persecution finally made real their declaration of independence at a Philadelphia convention that lasted through the spring of 1787.

It's almost as if they brought forth upon this continent a new nation. Or something.

The document they produced was eventually signed but ultimately unfinished. It was stained by this nation's original sin of slavery, a question that divided the colonies and brought the convention to a stalemate until the founders chose to allow the slave trade to continue for at least twenty more years, and to leave any final resolution to future generations.

Long endure? Meh -- new birth of freedom. Etc.

Of course, the answer to the slavery question was already embedded within our Constitution -- a Constitution that had at is very core the ideal of equal citizenship under the law; a Constitution that promised its people liberty, and justice, and a union that could be and should be perfected over time.

Of-by-for, QED. P.S. "Yes we can..."

This is the candidate hailed as the great political orator of our time?

"Just words" indeed.

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As for the rest of Obama's speech, I fail to understand why people are so orgasmic over it:

--I agree with Jeremiah Wright, except when I disagree with him.

--I look up to him, except when I condemn him.

--I'm proud of my membership in his church, except when I'm ashamed of it.

--I transcend race-based politics, except when race matters.

--Oh, and more government is always the answer to every problem, especially the problems created by government in the first place.

Did I miss anything?