Carl Rove is working hard to get us to see Barack Obama as an elitist. My friend Chris wrote a funny post about Rove’s now-well-known “the-guy-at-the-country-club” story. Rove’s little vignette made me laugh for the obvious reason…country club + black = ? It seemed ridiculous in the extreme. But it’s also a little troubling. Rove is the “architect” who used another candidate’s intelligence against him, which resulted in our more “plain-spoken” president stealing getting a second term in office.

John Kerry never got past the flip-flop label; it was his undoing. Now any person of real intelligence knows that a smart man, when presented with new information, may change his views. Kerry tried to articulate this point, and he also used the term Orwellian. Middle American doesn’t know Orwell; they know foam footwear…$2.99 at WalMart.

So I’m getting more and more worried about this elitist label, which originated with Hillary Clinton. That’s why it’s taking root so well. If everyone’s saying he’s an elitist, even his own people, maybe he’s an elitist, right? Now, for sure, Hillary and Barack each took a fair amount of shots at the other over recent months. My point is that sticking with the elitist label is a clever move for Rove. Clever and easy.

I was called an elitist this week, and not for the first time, and it’s gotten me wondering what characteristics make us elitists? Is it because we stand up straight? Keep our hair trimmed? Press our clothes? Is it that we speak in exact language instead of the borderline inarticulate colloquialisms that our nation has come to expect from its leader? Is it phrases like “inarticulate colloquialisms?” When did being smart become a negative character trait? Shouldn’t we want our president to be really smart? Smarter than us?

The person who called me an elitist also continued to refer to his own experience in the “real world.” Of course, I quickly set him straight and explained that my “real world” included a solidly working-class upbringing. My father dropped out of high school to become a mechanic, and my mother manages a dry cleaners. I worked at one or two real world jobs while paying for two degrees without any help from mom and dad.

I’ve always particularly resented this false book smart vs. street smart paradox. Some people are both; some people are neither. But the implication is always that the street smart people are better prepared for the real world, and the book smart people have heads full of impractical ideas and thoughts.

I for one want a president who can craft an interesting sentence using complex vocabulary and perhaps even some compelling imagery. Someone who can enunciate and allude. Someone who’s literate enough to have read Orwell (and not just 1984 and not just the movie). These aren’t my expectations of all people. I’m okay with the Middle America pop-culture of Nascar and American Idol, but I would like the leader of the free world to be more educated and wordly.

Barack Obama is these things, but I’m worried that he won’t shake the elistist label or that he’ll crumble under its weight. I think he should own his elitism…stand up straight and wear it and make everyone think, I want to see what this guy is all about.