John is like that eccentric uncle who says and does things that keep us hiding our face in shame. He dresses in camel hair. Camel hair? Who in their right mind ever dresses in camel hair? And consider his favorite snacks: Wild honey and locusts. Locusts? Yes, locusts. They were eaten by the very poor who lived in the desert.
Part of our national consciousness is an embedded sense of presidential evolution that unconsciously infers that the next commander-in-chief must be more worthy, more righteous, more patriotic and more American. But the fact of the matter is that we get sons, fully incarnate with strengths and weaknesses.