the vestigiality of male nipples
*I just kind of like the word "vestigiality"
1.
The groundswell
David Letterman played host to Bill Clinton on Wednesday night, and if you missed it, you may have missed the opportunity to appreciate how verbose the man really is. No one is better equipped to locate follow up questions within his own answers, or to make implicit criticism apparent through the selective use of adjectives. I have nothing against Bill Clinton - he's entertaining, informative, authoritative, and unwholesomely needy all at the same time - and I have nothing against blow jobs, and I am not particularly concerned with Bill's wife's campaign's current stasis. That said, I'm sort of sick of dynasties, which feeling is aided, abetted, and exfoliated by the undercurrent of exceptionalism that continues to seep through Miss Hillary's public persona.
It's a bit too easy to follow the pundit crowd and excoriate Hillary for acting as if the others are ganging up on her, not because she's the front-runner and running the most anesthetized campaign imaginable, but b/c she's a she (see, e.g., Maureen Dowd & Peggy Noonan converging into a phalanx, working that left-right, jab-hook combo). Still, I don't think it's altogether easy to sever the people who dislike Hillary b/c of who Hillary is and those who dislike Hillary b/c she's a she, or at the last the kind of she they perceive her to be.
It's not clear where to go from there, as evidence of nepotism and naked, unmitigated ambition do enough, for me at least, to yearn for Obama to make the move that will eventually be made in this election. but the thing is: this election is fucking long, and Newsweek and Time and Fox News and the Spectator and the NYTimes and so on so desperately want to make more of it than it really is, that as a result it seems like we just hear about a shift in momentum to forestall the eventual boredom that's bound to set in eventually. We are habitually conditioned to expect that something interesting is about to happen, and if nothing does, we are habitually conditioned to accept reports suggesting that what appears to be boring is actually a maelstrom of impending tectonic activity.
2.
Abodes
If you build a house, and that house catches on fire when a naturally occurring, swiftly moving fire overtakes the area where that house sits, and it later turns out that where you built the house is also a place where fires happen a lot, it's still sad and all that you lost your house and the pictures documenting different eras of your life that are obviously important and full of almost unimaginable personal significance of the "you don't know it until it's gone" variety, but maybe all the fires that happened before were a good indication that another fire might come again and so, not to belabor the point, maybe it was also not a good idea for you to do what you did. but that's what insurance is for, right?
1.
The groundswell
David Letterman played host to Bill Clinton on Wednesday night, and if you missed it, you may have missed the opportunity to appreciate how verbose the man really is. No one is better equipped to locate follow up questions within his own answers, or to make implicit criticism apparent through the selective use of adjectives. I have nothing against Bill Clinton - he's entertaining, informative, authoritative, and unwholesomely needy all at the same time - and I have nothing against blow jobs, and I am not particularly concerned with Bill's wife's campaign's current stasis. That said, I'm sort of sick of dynasties, which feeling is aided, abetted, and exfoliated by the undercurrent of exceptionalism that continues to seep through Miss Hillary's public persona.
It's a bit too easy to follow the pundit crowd and excoriate Hillary for acting as if the others are ganging up on her, not because she's the front-runner and running the most anesthetized campaign imaginable, but b/c she's a she (see, e.g., Maureen Dowd & Peggy Noonan converging into a phalanx, working that left-right, jab-hook combo). Still, I don't think it's altogether easy to sever the people who dislike Hillary b/c of who Hillary is and those who dislike Hillary b/c she's a she, or at the last the kind of she they perceive her to be.
It's not clear where to go from there, as evidence of nepotism and naked, unmitigated ambition do enough, for me at least, to yearn for Obama to make the move that will eventually be made in this election. but the thing is: this election is fucking long, and Newsweek and Time and Fox News and the Spectator and the NYTimes and so on so desperately want to make more of it than it really is, that as a result it seems like we just hear about a shift in momentum to forestall the eventual boredom that's bound to set in eventually. We are habitually conditioned to expect that something interesting is about to happen, and if nothing does, we are habitually conditioned to accept reports suggesting that what appears to be boring is actually a maelstrom of impending tectonic activity.
2.
Abodes
If you build a house, and that house catches on fire when a naturally occurring, swiftly moving fire overtakes the area where that house sits, and it later turns out that where you built the house is also a place where fires happen a lot, it's still sad and all that you lost your house and the pictures documenting different eras of your life that are obviously important and full of almost unimaginable personal significance of the "you don't know it until it's gone" variety, but maybe all the fires that happened before were a good indication that another fire might come again and so, not to belabor the point, maybe it was also not a good idea for you to do what you did. but that's what insurance is for, right?
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