Wednesday, June 02, 2004
SAUL FELL OFF HIS HORSE, I ALMOST RAN A RED LIGHT
The Republicans' ability to pick a theme and stay on message has always fascinated me. In our town's Memorial Day ceremony, the local designated grizzled veteran began his speech with the assertion: "Operation Iraqi Freedom is no different from past wars...."
Today we got the official version in the president's address at the Air Force Academy: "Recalling World War II, Bush stresses importance of Iraq" (NYT)
Suddenly, while driving home, I saw the light:
My girls' T-Ball games - there's no difference between them and the World Series.
Playing pickup basketball at the YMCA - it's like the NBA finals.
My office job - it's just as important as being president of Microsoft or Intel.
Homemade tuna salad sandwiches - they're like eating at Nobu, maybe better.
My feud with my big fat obnoxious neighbor about him parking his car on my side of the street - it's worse than the Hatfield and the McCoys.
Those photos of the backyard that my wife emailed to me at work and I printed out on my black and white printer - they're very reminiscent of Ansel Adams.
The Florida election and non-count - it's just like a real democracy.
Cutting my chin while shaving - it's as painful as getting my head hacked off by a crazed Islamist.
Sitting down and typing out this blog entry - it's the same as when Tolstoy was writing War and Peace.
That ability to stay "on message" - it's just like when they discovered that fungus that was the world's largest living thing: an organism hundreds of miles long, spanning several states, with no brain at all.
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The Republicans' ability to pick a theme and stay on message has always fascinated me. In our town's Memorial Day ceremony, the local designated grizzled veteran began his speech with the assertion: "Operation Iraqi Freedom is no different from past wars...."
Today we got the official version in the president's address at the Air Force Academy: "Recalling World War II, Bush stresses importance of Iraq" (NYT)
Suddenly, while driving home, I saw the light:
My girls' T-Ball games - there's no difference between them and the World Series.
Playing pickup basketball at the YMCA - it's like the NBA finals.
My office job - it's just as important as being president of Microsoft or Intel.
Homemade tuna salad sandwiches - they're like eating at Nobu, maybe better.
My feud with my big fat obnoxious neighbor about him parking his car on my side of the street - it's worse than the Hatfield and the McCoys.
Those photos of the backyard that my wife emailed to me at work and I printed out on my black and white printer - they're very reminiscent of Ansel Adams.
The Florida election and non-count - it's just like a real democracy.
Cutting my chin while shaving - it's as painful as getting my head hacked off by a crazed Islamist.
Sitting down and typing out this blog entry - it's the same as when Tolstoy was writing War and Peace.
That ability to stay "on message" - it's just like when they discovered that fungus that was the world's largest living thing: an organism hundreds of miles long, spanning several states, with no brain at all.
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