The dreaded return of Senator Psycho Man -- because there is no gag I can't milk 'till the udders squirt dust!

I came of age in the era of home videogame consoles -- first the Pong clones, then the Atari age, the Nintendo generation, and all that followed. Before one was old enough to secure a source of disposable income, the purchase of a system was left in the hands of parents or relatives, either directly or through gifts of cash. It was crucially important to choose wisely and get the "right" system, lest one be stuck with a big pile of digitized suck while one's peers waxed euphoric about the console not taken.
It hurts to feel left out of the loop, especially when you're a kid and can't put things right via a high-interest credit card purchase. Humans being the adaptable creatures that we are, though, it was a simple enough matter to encyst the nagging feelings of envy by adopting an irrationaly defensive attitude...
My system doesn't suck, yours does! If you look at the specs, the Atari 7800 is far superior to the NES, and Solaris beats that stupid Super Mario bullshit any day! I wouldn't get a Nintendo even if they were giving them out for free! Quit laughing!Repeat it often enough, and you might even come to believe it...even if in your heart of hearts you know the real truth. This midset, I suspect, is why videogame fandom tends to outstrip all others when it comes to twisted loyalty and bizarre outburts.
Substituting brand loyalty for community isn't anything new; it's an inevitable consequence of consumer capitalist society where traditional bonds of community have long been on the wane. Unlike, say, the Marvel versus DC fan rivalry, however, the cost of switch-hitting between factions is a hundred times more expensive, making the face-saving justifications that much more strident and impassioned.
I bring this up because I'm reminded of it each time I stumble across defenses of Sarah Palin's vice-presidential credentials issued by various right-wing pundits and the GOP's official PR flacks. It's rather pathetic watching the loyal unconvinced contort themselves through the most tenuous (even by political standards) chains of logic in order to justify an unjustifiable position. Palin is a foreign policy expert because the Japanese occupied the Aluetian Islands during the Second World War? Seriously? There's wishful thinking, and there's outright delusional psychosis.
Even more entertaining is how the justifications double back upon and contradict the previously prevailing rhetoric:
Experience matters, except when it doesn't. Oh, I mean a different kind of experience. Okay, look, I'm a fucking shill who will claim the moon is made of cheese if the party bosses say it will help their chances.It's also great that the self-appointed arbiters of "traditional Christian morality" have managed to dig some Christian forebearance and compassion out of their junk drawers when it comes to Palin's unwed teenage daughter. "These things happen." Indeed they do, but will this new-found magnamity be extended to all...or just the certain politically expedient few?
Anyway you slice it, McCain's choice of Palin was a poor one. If it was done to shore up the support from social conservatives, there were plenty of better choices from which to pick. If it was done as an appeal to women voters and disillusioned Hillary supporters, there were several far more convincing and qualified options out there. It appears that there are many in the McCain camp who feel the same way, as the speed and ferocity of its responses to criticism -- such as bring up Doris Kearns Goodwin's political affiliation after she stated the historical fact that Palin's resume is the thinnest in the past hundred years of presidential elections -- rivals the defensive rants of any ten-year old who got a TurboGrafx-16 instead of a SNES for Christmas.
(I suspect that McCain's real motivation for going with Palin was because his ego would not allow for a second power base within the presidency -- see Dick "Richelieu" Cheney -- and that factored first above any other considerations.)
Any Trouble - Second Choice (from Where Are All the Nice Girls? 1980) - The Wikipedia entry for Any Trouble states that the band suffered from "unfair" comparisons to Elvis Costello. Unfair, perhaps, because it failed to mentioned the similarities to Squeeze as well.
Deadbeats - Choose You (from a 1980 single) - Not the L.A. punk rockers of "Kill the Hippies" fame, these Deadbeats were a British mod revival outfit. It's all good to me.

8 comments:
Idiocy, indeed, but McSame found a colleague who is apparently just as good playing nasty hardball as he is. Her record in her hometown belies the truth of how she scrambled to the highest rung of power in her State in such a short time with no political experience. John and Sarah are cut from the same cloth.
Thanks for the tracks, and for doing what you do. xoxo
Simply magnificent. I'm a little insulted by the Republican's assumption that I'll vote for a woman who is against everything that I stand for, simply because we share a uterus.
More great stuff. Don't take this the wrong way (how could you?) but do you talk like you write?
Kind of...only with more awkward pauses, random digressions, and glances at the floor.
Sallyp, agreed agreed agreed!
Bitterandrew, you kind of mumble a bit too. (I keed, I keed!)
Nah, Klah, I'm not ashamed to admit that I do.
I asked as I am currently 'enjoying' a 2-day course at work - Effective Communication (which I was, ahem, "encouraged" to attend). And I got to wondering how your particular style of writing, which I thoroughly enjoy I hasten to add, translated to the spoken word. The sentence structure is often such that it doesn't appear to lend itself to speech without plenty of opportunity for forethought - but then maybe your "awkward pauses" allow for thinking time?
Oh, I took no offense whatsoever, Highlander.
The easiest way to recreate my speech patterns would be to read a third of a given post, pausing for a few seconds at each comma, then reading the middle of an unrelated post, then returning to the first post a while later.
Also: Add a distressing number of f-bombs and drop the r's from words. "I mean she's eminently....unqualified fo-ah the fucking job. Gendah has fuck all to do with it. Oh, did I tell ya what Sims posted today?"
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