Obama Love In Is Like One Long Tourette’s Stammer
OBAMA! Obama! Obama!
The convention is so stage-managed, the script so finely worded, the message so relentlessly repeated, that instead of the loons in tinsel, which are by their nature uncontrollable, there are posters and banners that are handed out to the crowd, with appropriate words and phrases, to be waved at appropriate moments. They are T-shirt mottoes without the T-shirt and, when the delegates waved them, it’s like one long Tourette’s stammer. It removes any sense of spontaneity or, indeed, individual thought. It’s all so mechanical, but we yearn for something to happen off-Autocue and for that we are relying on the Clintons.
In the sound-bite circus…
Posted: 31st, August 2008 | In: Reviews Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
