[Vision2020] Finally, a Thin President

[Carl Westberg]

>From the NY Times.   Carl Westberg Jr.    
November 6, 2008
Op-Ed Contributor

Finally, a Thin President


By COLSON WHITEHEAD

 


 
    OVER the coming days and weeks, there
will be many “I never thought I’d see the day” pieces, but none of them
will be more overflowing with “I never thought I’d see the day”-ness
than this one. I’m black, you see, and I haven’t gained a pound since
college. I skip breakfast most days, have maybe half a sandwich for
lunch, and sometimes I forget to eat dinner. Just slips my mind.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to a new world. America had elected a
Skinny Black Guy president.

I never thought I’d see the day. What were the chances that someone
who looked like me would come to lead the most powerful nation on
earth? Slim.

 Skinny Black Guys of my parents’ generation pinned their hopes on
Sammy Davis Jr. His was a big-tent candidacy, rallying Skinny Black
Guys, the Rat Pack and the Jewish vote in one crooning, light-footed
package. He won South Carolina, but he never gathered momentum. In the
end, the Candy Man couldn’t.

No one stepped up for a long time. Michael Jackson was black and
skinny, but also pretty weird, and after a while he wasn’t even black
any more, although he did retain his beanpole silhouette. We thought we
had a winner in Chris Rock, but then he started in with his infamous
“There are Russians, and then there are ... Georgians”
routine and we decided he was too raw for the national stage. So we
waited. Some lost faith. Others gorged themselves on protein shakes,
believing that America might accept a black mesomorph. And some of us
kept hoping. We were hungry for change, if not brunch.

Like many Americans, I first saw Barack Obama at the 2004 Democratic
convention. I remember telling my wife excitedly, “This guy is probably
stuffed after a cup of minestrone!” 

We knew it’d be an uphill battle. America has a long, troubled
history. Last summer, The Wall Street Journal came out and said what
all Americans felt, but were too afraid to say aloud: “In a nation in
which 66 percent of the voting-age population is overweight and 32
percent is obese, could Senator Obama’s skinniness be a liability?
Despite his visits to waffle houses, ice-cream parlors and greasy-spoon
diners around the country, his slim physique just might have some
Americans wondering whether he is truly like them.” Had he bitten off
more than he could chew?

I voted for Mr. Obama, but don’t give me that “you’re racist” line.
Skinny Black Guys vote Democratic 90 percent of the time, through thin
and thin. Now our day has come.

On the right, there’s been much anxiety over what a Skinny Black Guy
administration will look like. Will he paint the White House a warm,
Cablinasian caramel, lop off the East Wing for a more svelte profile?
Pack his cabinet with Garrett Morris, Dave Chappelle and Jimmie Walker?
Such talk is ridiculous, although Mr. Obama doesn’t hide the fact that
he keeps Urkel on speed-dial “because you never know.” I’m confident
he’ll reach across the aisle to Skinny White Guys, Haven’t Been Able to
Get to the Gym White Guys, and If They Were Women They’d Be Called
Zaftig White Guys.

He is going to raise taxes on the middle class, though. They were
right about that. Skinny Black Guys hate the middle class. No reason.
Just do. 

What else can we expect from a Skinny Black Guy White House? (I
never thought I’d live to write those words!) We’ll turn the corner, or
close the menu, as we like to say, on the war on terrorism. The time
may come to sit down at the (under-catered) table with the Taliban. The
president-elect has a lot in common with these guys. No, not that. It’s
hard to get good takeout in the caves of Tora Bora, so you know they’re
pretty lean by now. Nothing breaks the ice like, “Is that my stomach
growling, or yours?”

There’s a lot of work to be done to get America back on track. There
won’t be time for full meals, just light snacking. No problem. With the
economy tanking, we’ll to have to tighten our belts. Again, no prob.
When Skinny Black Guys say, “I’ll just have the Cobb salad,” it’s not a
calorie thing. We’re cheap. It’ll come in handy when cutting the fat
out of the budget in time for beach season. 

A lot of bigots woke up yesterday to the reality of our modern
world. To them I say, just because you have a high metabolism, it
doesn’t mean that you don’t have a fierce moral vision and the right
ideas to fix this country. It just means that you don’t gain weight
easily.

Somewhere, the Candy Man is smiling. 



Colson Whitehead is the author of the forthcoming novel “Sag Harbor.”








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