I want a hero: an uncommon want
When every year and month sends forth a new one,
Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant,
The age discovers he is not the true one.

Byron, Don Juan

For the last few weeks, I've left the blue-sheathed national edition of the New York Times out in the yard, where it's tossed over the gate at 3 a.m. each morning, and gone straight to the paper's website, because news printed nine or ten hours ago is too old to keep up with the fast-moving course of the Democratic nomination battle. As an Obama supporter, I tremble for him as one trembles for the changing fortunes of the hero of an intensely gripping picaresque novel. What does the latest poll say? Has his campaign, usually sure-footed, stumbled into some damaging foolishness? Has another skeleton been uncovered in his closet? Has his vanity got the better of him again, as when he delivered his smirking line, 'You're likeable enough, Hillary'? Are the cloyed gazettes finally tiring of him?

LRB 20 March 2008 | PDF Download