It’s got commie zombies, scantily-clad women, cool Rodchenko-style graphics, Twinkies raining from the sky and a muscle-bound Gorby running around slaying the undead. In other words, it just may be the best music video ever.
Like most wives, Kevin’s wife Chris is 100% correct about Wes Clark’s supposed “attack” on John McCain’s service record. Clark was merely parroting Bob Schieffer’s line back to him and making a wholly reasonable statement of fact.
Of course, a little detail like that didn’t stop McCain from milking the non-incident for all it’s worth. But if I were a Fox News body language analyst, I’d propose the following theory: McCain has trouble playing the victim card. Why? Because he’s a hothead; displays of stoic, self-serving dignity in the face of a (manufactured) insult come about as naturally to McCain as delivering a prepared speech. Before he can deliver a wounded victim line, he has to tamp down the snarling rage. While watching an example of this phenomenom (below), I finally figured out who McCain reminds me of when he’s struggling to contain the urge to go all batshit rage-o-holic—it’s Faye Dunaway as Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest. Check her out right at the beginning, when her eyes first light on the wire hanger:
Now watch McCain, when a member of his base feeds him the line about Clark’s non-attack—the same blinky, disbelieving, bug-eyed reaction, followed by a stammering rebuke:
To McCain’s credit, he masters the urge to rip the microphone off its stand and thrash the nearest reporter with it. But you can tell it’s not easy, even though it was undoubtedly rehearsed. I say Obama should choose General Clark for VP and instruct him to continue to subtly question whether getting shot down in Vietnam is an automatic qualification for president. McCain would be sure to go all Daddie Dearest eventually in the face of such impertinent attacks on his sacred honor.
My primary reason for supporting Obama is that his considerable organizational skills and his resonance with younger voters could bring about a political realignment and a shift in political culture that progressivism can build on in the years to come. I keep saying I don’t think he’s liberal Jesus and that I expect him to make mistakes and take wrong turns. I am less interested in what I think he will do than in what I think he might help to enable, which is an America in which progressive ideas at least can get a fair hearing.
Some of his recent turns are disappointing, particularly his stand on the FISA bill. I’m not making excuses for that. I realize he’s probably doing it for political expediency to help him win the election in November, but I still don’t like it.
But does that make McCain the better alternative? Hardly.
One of the frustrations I had during the Endless Primary was that so many Clinton supporters clearly were operating on some level of fanaticism even as they screamed about Obamabots. You couldn’t talk to them. They’d literally get wild-eyed and dredge up dark suspicions about Obama’s motivations and possible ties to right-wing extremism, suspicions based on nothing but their own overheated imaginations. And I do think the Clinton campaign cultivated this fanaticism to some extent, particularly as time went on and it was about the only thing the campaign had going for it.
But, ultimately, fanaticism is about projecting. Fanatical Clinton supporters were not fixated on the real Senator Clinton, but on a Hillary Clinton who lived only in their own heads. This is part of the nature of fanaticism.
Jason Bateman never really got the credit he deserved for his work in the exceptionally funny Arrested Development (he was overshadowed by “zanier” co-stars like David Cross and Will Arnett), but the show never would have jelled without him. This video of Bateman (sorry, no embed) being interviewed by Rolling Stone‘s Peter Travers for the upcoming movie Hancock is worth a watch if you were a fan of his work in AD or the movie Juno. He’s an underrated master of dry humor and it really comes out during this chat.
Columbia Journalism Review’s Megan Garber points out the similarities between Carmella Lewis, who we wrote about here and here, and ex-media darling Greg “Everyman” Packer. It’s a great read. Check it out.
As for Carmella Lewis, since she purports to be a Clinton delegate from Colorado, I encourage you to do as I have done and visit the CO Democratic Party website, where you will find email addresses for the state party leadership and state DNC members.
I have written each of them indicating that Ms. Lewis’ status as a delegate should be revoked and she should be replaced by an alternate. Preferably one who is able to attend public events without making a complete ass of herself and offensively disrespecting both Senator Obama AND SENATOR CLINTON with her noxious grandstanding for the media.
A person like this has no place filling a cherished seat on the Colorado delegation.
The WI Dems already stripped one of their delegates of her seat at the convention for giving interviews to the media in which she insisted she would vote for McCain.
Let Carmella picket the convention from outside with her PUMA girlfriends, but don’t allow her in the building.
Two places you might want to visit on the CO Democratic Party web site are here and here. Get to it.
Sorry for the lack of blogging today, but having a crazy, busy day.
Yes, crazy and busy. Plus now my nutty but utterly spectacular wife Chris, who came home raving about what a dickhead Bob Schieffer was on Sunday and inspired this post, still wants to b-b-q right after the skies opened up and dropped three tons o’ water into our garden. It’s tough being me.
MORE: Chris would like me to point out that she’s right about Bob Schieffer and barbecuing. She has also asked me to take her off my mailing list.
I’m honored and excited to announce that two of my favorite bloggers ever (no joke) have recently agreed to help me out here at Rumproast.
Regular Rumproast commenter Betty Cracker, whose name many of you may recognize from frequent posts here extolling her posts at her own place, possesses a razor-sharp wit and a big, bad-ass brain. If I had to pick the best new blogger to surface in 2008, Betty would without a doubt be my first pick. Hell, throw in a bunch of preceding years, too. I once referred to her as the “new Digby” without a wisp of apprehension because she’s just that good.
Speaking of Digby, former Hullabaloo contributor poputonian, who I go way back with, has also signed on to write for Rumproast and that brings me (as it will you) great deals of joy. Poputonian is a terrific writer who can lay on the snark with deadly precision and he’s also an exceptionally wise analyst (I’m not worthy!) who is thankfully making a return to the world of blogging after a somewhat lengthy sabbatical. As an added plus, he attracts the likes of noted historians and scholars to the comments sections here at Rumproast while I reel in sputtering PUMAs and people like this. Clearly, I need some help classing up the joint.
Welcome aboard, Betty and poputonian! Rumproast just got a whole bunch better. You folks are in for a treat.
Vandals spray-painted “Obama Smokes Crack” and other hate messages on 60 city vehicles parked across the street from City Hall in downtown Orlando.
Investigators said the vandals painted the messages—which appear to be politically motivated—after dark Saturday night.
Local 6 showed several vehicles covered in different colors with the “Obama” messages.
A passing motorist initially spotted the damage and called police.
“I’m driving by and every car I see has been hit with spray paint,” witness Mike Lowe said. “There is so much damage to them. There are messages written on them and the vandals left their business card, which is crazy.”
Special business cards left near the damaged vehicles contained negative messages about Sen. Barack Obama and Sen. John McCain. However, there were positive words about Sen. Hillary Clinton, Local 6’s Kimberly Houk reported.
No, I don’t know what to make of this, nor do I think it’s reasonable to assess blame yet, but it sure is curious.
(Thanks for the tip Robbie and good luck with the blogging break)
Carmella Lewis, second from right, of Denver, Colo., plugs her ears as Sen. Barack Obama speaks to supporters in Unity yesterday afternoon. Lewis, a delegate pledged to Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton, attended the rally with fellow Clinton supporter Freda Smith, left, of Salem, N.H., to shout support for Clinton.
That’s because Obama’s opponents, like Carol Stone-Oks, a school psychologist who came from Cambridge, Mass., and Carmella Lewis, a Clinton delegate holding a “Hillary” sign who’d come all the way from Denver to express her displeasure at this show of mutual appreciation, seemed to be as good as the campaigns themselves at working the tired, caged-in press. [...]
Almost as soon as crowds began to trickle through security into the grassy field, ready for the first joint appearance of Obama and Clinton since he clinched the Democratic presidential nomination, Stone-Oks appeared at the metal barricade that Obama campaign staffers use to keep reporters apart from those who attend the candidate’s rallies.
At first, she attracted little notice as she complained to reporters that a small group of anti-Obama demonstrators had been moved from the front entrance to the rally site, apparently at the direction of the Secret Service. Early arrivals were more concerned with the opening drudgery of a campaign stop: finding working power strips for laptops, asking if the wireless Internet was working, ducking under tables or shrouding themselves with suitcoats in order to see their computer screens in the blinding sun and grumbling about the conditions foisted upon them by the Obama campaign’s stage management. [...]
But eventually Stone-Oks acquired an audience, for herself and for an ally, Sharon Chang, largely because they seemed to realize that Chang was what the vast array of media was looking for: A quotable detractor of the nominee who would say she’d rather vote for Republican John McCain than anyone other than Clinton. (That threat meant less coming from Stone-Oks, who conceded that she was a Republican anyway.)
”You’re familiar with ‘puma?’ “ Chang asked the veteran reporter David Lightman of McClatchy newspapers, gesturing to the logo of the sneaker company on her shirt, but meaning something very different.
When Lightman raised his eyebrows, Chang spelled it out: “Party unity, my ass.” [...]
Meanwhile, Carmella Lewis was leaning over to tell reporters that Clinton’s backers could still stage an insurrection at the convention in August, and rolling her eyes and groaning as her candidate urged supporters to do the exact opposite. When Obama began speaking, she groaned more, then wadded up bits of paper and jammed them into her ears.
And yet, there was that unity thing.
When a compatriot of Lewis’ felt faint during Clinton’s address, those around her held out campaign signs: a Clinton-Obama canopy. A mustachioed man in a dress shirt leaned forward from behind the tangle of CNN’s cables and tripods to hand Lewis a cup of water, which she accepted immediately, not recognizing David Axelrod, Obama’s chief strategist.
Carmella Lewis, with her Hillary T-shirt and Hillary placard, came all the way from Denver to make sure there would be plenty of ambiguity, duality and ferocity in Unity.
Just as Hillary was testing out the unfamiliar familiarity “Barack and me” Friday and talking about “his grace and his grit,” Carmella began loudly booing and waving her sign.
“We want Hillary!” screamed the 57-year-old retired ad saleswoman and Clinton delegate.
“It’s over, lady!” yelled some Obama supporters a few yards away.
Standing between the Sharks and the Jets, David Axelrod took pity on an older friend of Carmella’s who was suffering from aridity in the Unity humidity. The chief Obama strategist fetched a glass of water and brought it to the woman, who was wearing five Hillary buttons.
This amenity did not stop the disunity. Carmella and her friends continued to cry, “Nobama!” “We love you, Hillary!” and “We need Hillary!” as Barack Obama sat onstage on a stool behind his former rival, his finger studiously at his lips.
Carmella was not impressed with all the kissing, laughing and whispering that Hill and Bam were diligently doing for the cameras, so that the moment could produce, as Obama press aide Robert Gibbs put it on “Larry King Live,” “a great picture.”
When it was Obama’s turn to speak, Carmella announced loudly, “I wish I had ear plugs.” Then, as Obama tried to ingratiate himself with the Hillary partisans in the crowd by saying that because of the New York senator, his daughters “can take for granted that women can do anything that the boys can do and do it better and do it in heels,” Carmella put her fingers in her ears.
As Obama tried to curry favor with Hillary, looking over at her sensible, sturdy shoes and marveling, “I still don’t know how she does it in heels,” Carmella tore up a tissue and stuffed it in her ears.
When Obama pandered with a line about how he wouldn’t “perpetuate a system in which women are paid less for the same work as men,” she put her hands over her tissue-stuffed ears.
“Maybe she’d like what she heard if she listened,” sighed Axelrod.
When Obama talked about moving beyond “all the petty bickering,” as Hillary robo-nodded at his side and CNN’s Candy Crowley applied pre-broadcast lipstick above her, Carmella glared at people applauding.
So we just met up with a couple of die-hard Clinton supporters who said this unity event had not persuaded them to back Mr. Obama.
Carmella Lewis, 57, a retired ad saleswoman and a Clinton delegate from Denver, was carrying a big “Hillary” sign. She came all the way from Colorado for the event, even though she didn’t believe in it, because she wanted to convey her support to Mrs. Clinton.
“As a politician, she’s got to try to bring the party together,” Ms. Lewis said. “But I have a gut feeling that something’s going to happen so that she becomes the nominee.” She said she would not vote for Mr. Obama and that when he spoke, she stuffed her ears with tissue.
RELATED: The PUMAs are claiming that anywhere from 100 to 140 of them were protesting at the Unity rally (using “pu-math”), but I’ve been unable to find any evidence of this. Via photos and news accounts, there seem to have been only a handful of them in attendance. This young gentleman’s diary about the rally (w/ pics) was cute and I got a chuckle out of this:
There was a Clinton supporter carrying around a sign saying “The Democratic Party is a House Divided,” upsetting some people. I watched her carefully during the speeches, and afterwards she tore up the sign and asked where to volunteer.
LATE UPDATE: Go out for an evening and look what happens in the comments. Thanks to the sane folks who kept guard on the joint while I was visiting with some pals for the night. For the record, mslas from hillaryclintonforum.net, who sent the clown car hurtling in the direction of Rumproast, commented using seven different names tonight including emma, shannen009, donna, nancy, dean, and Rolland76251PUMA08!
The laughably misguided and transparently bogus Stop Barack Obama site (“a Democratic source of accurate information about candidate Obama”) is, sadly, calling it quits. Hardly anyone took it seriously during the primaries, including most rabidly anti-Obama Hillshills, because it was clearly written by one sad white douchebag, sorely in need of a hobby and a modicum of shame, pretending to be four ethnically-mixed fuckheads, ranging from the feisty Latino spitfire Juanita Gonzales (talk to the hand, bitches!) to perhaps the clumsiest attempt at sockpuppetry ever, “brotha” Jamal McCoy (“The amount of melanin in my epidermis has nothing to do with my family relations”).
I know some folks will welcome stop-obama.org’s demise as a harbinger of the future of the fragile network of the nutty anti-Obama blogs, but there’s a small part of me that’s sorry to see it go. I mean, my homie Jamal delivhud de bidness:
A relaxed observation about Barry’s Assassination Myth. Where did it come from, who conceived it, spun it and sustains it?
Answer: As part of his Eternal Victim the Reincarnated Martyr of American fancy-pantsy-elitist-Black Kennedy Liberator of the American Masses… Boz-0 pulled the trigger on himself in order to claim the Championship Title of America’s Ultimate Victim.
The Narrative of “Assassination, ” is as Total Knock Out as it gets. Beats any Blockbuster Hit Black and Blue, in suspense, drama, and Pure Kosher ParveBull Shit!
No, this doesn’t make me happy. The thing I’ve liked about Obama is that he’s been able to effectively communicate why conventional political “wisdom” and/or pandering is just plain wrong (see: gas tax holiday horseshit), so I’m a little baffled as to why he’s taking this FISA chicanery so far. It’s just not the far left loonies (read: me) who will be upset about his decision, there are plenty of moderates, independents and Republicans who are leaning toward voting for him and value the 4th amendment who won’t be pleased about it either. I never thought he was going to be perfect and I’ve certainly never elevated him up to “Messiah” status (quite frankly, I’ve seen very few people who have), but this one’s getting under my skin a bit.
That said, please don’t assume I’ve got buyer’s remorse or anything. Hillary was tacking far to the right during the goddamn Democratic primaries, so fuck yourself right off a cliff if you think I’m stumbling around my apartment in a daze muttering, “What have I done?” I’m fairly certain that even my favorite senator Bernie Sanders would let me down from time to time as president if, you know, hell ever froze over and he got the nod. In fact, there’s only one person who I would ever agree with all of the time in the role: me. But I don’t think any of you would be happy when I picked Susie Fogelson to be my secretary of state.*