Friday, May 30, 2008

I Keep Having This Whimsical Day-Dream...

...Where Sen. John McCain and Sen. Barack Obama are at a debate, and it's getting heated. Both are tired and worn out after months of campaigning. McCain in particular because of his age; the pundits and comedians haven't let him forget how old he is either. Maybe all the ads about him changing his position so many times, and cozying up to W are getting to him as well. Perhaps the debate is also wearing on his patience; the moderators are asking asinine questions, Obama's soothing baritone is winning over the audience even if McCain doesn't think the words themselves mean much.

And all this is making him angry. Really Angry. Finally, he gets interrupted one too many times by the young whipper-snapper from Illinois. McCain explodes. He curses and shouts. Perhaps even dropping in an epithet or two.

And the moderators, the crowd, the handlers backstage, the opponent on-stage, and the television audience around the country fall silent, with mouths slightly agape. The realization dawns on them that this is not a man who should have a finger on the nuclear arsenal of the world's only remaining superpower. Or even be dealing with anyone who doesn't agree with him.

But this can't happen right? He wouldn't explode in public and do something that egregious, right?

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