"I think 'Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow' is Fleetwood Mac's Undisputed Masterpiece."
What's with the dudes in the suits?? Can you say lascivious stare? Patrick Bateman, much?
I love how HandlebarMustache guy is all about the ceremony of shots. I mean, this cat doesn't care about universal healthcare and he's probably all about the occupation of Iraq. But we must make sure she does it just so. Meanwhile Hills is saying to herself, The Shit I do for the blue-collar, white male voter. It's all Edwards' fault with that populist crap. Whatevs. Down the hatch.
And HandleBar yet again. The only one who takes pride in the shot. The only one who cares enough to make sure the sorority sister is doing it right. HandleBar guy was an absolute Godsend for whichever Clinton aide dreamed of this photo-op. I mean, he embodies the essence of the Steelers-loving, "bitter", "ordinary" voter whom Obama loves to inadvertently disparage.
Note: The suits almost destroyed the blue-collar vibe.
Sure, the whole thing was a staged photo op. But a brilliant one. Because at the end of the day she did have to actually imbibe alcohol (assuming Huma didn't sleight of hand some apple juice in there, which I believe she's very capable of doing). It's a great contrast to Obama's new portrayal as an elitist, limousine liberal. Which he sort of is. And Hillary was too before she switched to the defender of Handle Bar-loving, sweatshirt that says 'Dad'-wearing, Marlboro Men everywhere.
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