I have spent the past weeks trying to find Joe Six-Pack, AKA Joe Average, AKA the real American, a political heavyweight with more aliases than the average Wu Tang Clan member.
If Cheney says the sky is purple on Wednesday and green on Thursday, legions of talk-radio listeners will be happy to parrot their favorite propagandists to explain that he was somehow right on both days.
If you suggest that maybe, just maybe, building more prisons is dealing with the wrong end of the supply/demand problem, it sounds to people as if you just suggested that they should let someone slit their throats and go sell their TV for crack.
I think the Dalai Lama is an alright guy. I don’t think he’s the re-incarnation of a demi-god though, and I don’t think he’s an infallible sage or “the premiere moral presence of our time.”