I really didn't want to write another diary today, and looked for someone else's diary to put this and point people to it, but nothing seemed to fit. Oh well. On www.balloon-juice.com they are talking about this article, which is a hilarious, but serious wrap up of the Iowa circus. It's a long but terrific read...it'll thrill you, chill you, creep you and amuse you. It'll lift your sprits...and your spirits too:
http://www.thestranger.com/...
Paul Constant describes Romney supporters....cross between Lizard People and Stepford Plantation:
"Let’s take a moment to reflect on Romney supporters. There are quite a few young ones, and they all look like creepy little jerks. They are obviously born of wealth, their pale skin moisturized as much as human skin can be moisturized, their teeth perfect and white, their hair leavened with a dollop of extremely expensive product, their costly clothing hanging perfectly on their toned bodies. Hiding behind their smiles is an intense hatred for any humanity that does not look like it trotted right over from the country club. But, oh! Those smiles! It took me a moment to realize that the Romney supporter was telling me that the room was full and I couldn’t get in due to fire codes, because his body language was completely detached from what his words were saying. His broad smile and gimlet eyes seemed to suggest that he’d just asked me to be his best friend for ever and ever, even as he was denying me entrance into a place I wanted to go. Underneath those textbook-perfect manners and impeccable optimism lurked something nasty. It reminded me of that scene in the movie version of Cabaret when a young, beautiful blond man stands up at an outdoor cafe and bursts into song. For a moment, you’re struck by his health and vigor and the depth and perfection of his voice. And then you realize—not just contextually; your subconscious knows there’s something wrong, possibly because there’s a rheumy milkiness hiding somewhere underneath that Aryan skin—that oh, no, wait. This guy is a Nazi, and his proper behavior is barely concealing a burning hatred for the human race."
Wait until you see how he describes Romney himself. His portrayal of an angry, revengeful Newt as a pathetic fat man is quite...... Well, I don't know, read it and see. What struck me was the description of Michele Bachmann as someone who could have been portrayed by the song "Invisible" by Skylar Grey:
"Even when I’m walking on a wire
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
Every day I try to look my best
Even though inside I’m such a mess
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible"
Mr Constant goes on to talk about Michele Bachmann thusly:
"Think of it. Imagine Bachmann before her political career. A schlubby tax lawyer from nowheresville. But she’s hungry. She wants something. She marries a flamboyant, self-loathing man who projects his feelings of self-loathing onto homosexuals everywhere. That doesn’t help. She has kids. That doesn’t help, either. She adopts a comical number of extra children. She still feels empty. So she runs for office. She likes that. She likes the attention it gives her, or maybe she enjoys the power. Whatever her motivations, it makes her feel something on a level that she didn’t ever think would feel completely satisfied. And she learns that more people pay attention to her if she speaks her mind on conservative matters. Maybe she turns the volume up a little bit, crazies up her perspective a touch. She gets more attention! And every time she cranks that knob and raises her rhetoric up a little bit higher, the attention gets a little more intense. And so, naturally, she turns the volume up as high as it can go and she runs for president. There’s no more attention you can get than that, right?
Think of this: Bachmann is a woman who has publicly mutilated herself through exaggeration because she liked the attention it brought her."
Almost makes you feel sorry for Michele, doesn't it? Almost. Go read it to see how he describes the anal-sex obsessed Santorum and the plastic Romney. I promise, it's worth it. (Sorry I don't know how to do the grey-block thingy for the quotes.)