A quick search of the Internet reveals that many fine minds have already noted a resemblance between Mr. Barack and Mr. Spock.
Oh, I don’t know about that. Yes, there is a resemblance, but it is not between the logical Vulcan First Officer and Obama the Empath.
The resemblance is between the fans of each fictional character.
First, think of the Spock fans:
For them, Spock is a way to redefine their self-image. It’s not social inadequacy; it’s cool self-possession. Not shyness; instead, reserve. They’re not tongue-tied; they’re laconic. The Spockophiles are not a cult; they’re an elite. Spock embodies their misty dreams of a Better Future Universe in which their awkwardness has flipped 180° into sophistication.
Obama’s groupies, similarly, are not cheering him personally so much as discovering in him a transformative, man-shaped incarnation of their vague vision of a world in which they aren’t completely nuts.
Well, live long and prosper, kids, but I wonder if the DNC will realize before the month is out that what they’ve put on is a Star Trek Convention?