He's like a therapist to me sometimes as well
There's a lot to hate about Meghan McCain's take on her father's recent barbecue, even if you can get past the overly cozy relationship between candidate and press. There's the insistence on referring to the house as a "cabin." There's the melanoma ravaged presumptive Republican nominee openly daring the sun. But mostly there's the telling fact that the only examples she could come up with of friends she was excited to have at the party also happened to be employees.
Labels: John McCain, newspapers, politics
posted by John Levenstein at
9:07 PM
8 Comments:
What about those women listening to all those fun songs on the iPod? They can't be on the payroll, can they? I thought McCain took money from young women, not the other way around.
As a cautionary tale warning of the dangers of drinking while tire-swinging, I thought the video was effective. (Holly Bailey looked pretty cocky in act one, but got her comeuppance in the end.) But as a piece of campaign propaganda, not so much. McCain has never looked more like an old grandpa -- did you notice that sweatshirt depicting a picture of his grandkids? That shot where its unclear whether he understands tong technology?
As an aside; I am Herc(ules). I didn't realize that "herc" was the default setting on my gmail account. (Hercules is my middle name).
Like, so like , the press! So they were there! And so was I!
Like, My DAYYYAD was on the Grilll, like ewww, um, wayy eww the tierrr swing!
We are like, you know, so the roman empirrree! Actually, with the dollarrrr dipping so, like, low, like LOW, we are like, third world COUNTRY OMG
hercules? why did your parents do that to you? signed, john thor levenstein
Hercules is a family name. My mother's a Greek immigrant and there's a Hercules in every generation on one side of her family. But for my father (native Ohioan) winning the argument, Hercules would have been my first name.
if greek, why not heracles? this is like watching juno.
I was only nominally there during the decision-making process, so I can't speak to their choice in spelling.
This was such a forced attempt at "youthing" up John McCain. His daughter comes off like a programmed mouthpiece for the campaign, and a boring one at that. The scraggly, monotonous voice, droning on and on. The lame quips about D.C. reporters. All of it... bleh. But, and this I gotta give to her... she drives a Prius! Nice! Dad may want to bomb the middle east into oblivion, but his little girl is thinking about lowering our dependence on fossil fuels. Good girl.
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