by Tan Copsey
As you may have noticed, the race to be the next President of the USA has started very, very early. Despite the prospect of having to admit humiliating defeat in Iraq - or worse actually stay there, the reality of paying back trillions of dollars of debt, and the rather low esteem in which the office is now held, a lot of people are very keen on the job. Thus you have the spectacle of mass debates among many Red and Blue (Republican and Democrat) dwarves, and increasingly bizarre campaign advertising. To which we all say – Hooray.
The latest offering comes from everyone’s favourite Mormon, bar Prince, Mitt Romney. Mitt wants you to get to know his family – and with good reason, as Slate notes he ‘quickly emerges as the least interesting member of his own family’. Whilst the whole spectacle is completely contrived, the Romney’s are in fact outstandingly good at playing themselves, if only they would stand.
Meanwhile things may not be well on planet McCain, that is John McCain, former Presidential frontrunner, former Republican candidate with bi-partisan appeal, currently confused, considered MIA in McCainspace – myspace for the dead. On the plus side, his wife has an excellent recipe for Passion Fruit Mousse.
In the interests of bi-partisanship I end this brief trawl among the Democrats. Frontrunner Hillary Clinton has undertaken a bold-experiment in re-invigorating participatory democracy. The Hillary campaign-song competition has captured America’s attention for the same reasons the populace watched COPS, American Idol, and Survivor. It has boldly taken cultural cringe to new levels, flagellating an audience allowed to enjoy the oral equivalent of ripping off a puss-filled scab, that and for no reason the video introducing it blatantly references The Sopranos, thus firming up support for Hillary among the New York mafia. Alright so no-one really paid any attention to Hillary, but still, altogether now, ‘we were meant to fly..’
