Belaboring the Obvious

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

It's been a remarkable few weeks...

... on the rocket-powered handbasket ride to hell.

Haven't been posting all that much because there's just been so much to be completely gobsmacked about that it's getting near-impossible to sort it all out and put it all into perspective.

But, top of the list, of course, is that the looniest politician currently drawing a paycheck on the people's dollar is now one of the Repug front-runners after a thorazine-assisted debate performance in New Hampshire. If Michele Bachmann were sedated any more than she appeared to be, Scary Sarah could have pretended Bachmann was the caribou on her reality show and gotten off at least five or six shots before Bachmann noticed she was under fire....

The more I see and read of Bachmann, the more I'm convinced that there's a weird parallel-universe Pat Paulsen effect going on with her and the press. Paulsen ran for President as a joke. The press knew it was joke, Paulsen knew it was a joke, and both knew that it was a great way to get people talking and thinking about not only issues, but the process of campaigning, as well. Now, Bachmann is goofier than Paulsen could ever imagine being, but, and here's where I start to lose it, the press is treating her seriously, as if she actually could, conceivably, make sense, and be electable.

This woman is not normal. In fact, if I were looking for the perfect actress to portray her in the inevitable biopic, it would be Sally Kellerman, because Kellerman already had Bachmann nailed down, in "Slither." Deep, deep down, Michele Bachmann is Kitty Kopetzky.

The great mystery of the moment is why the press is treating her as if she's the reincarnation of Margaret Chase Smith.