Instant Nostalgia To Instant Projection

Great quote regarding MSM in the couple of weeks since the election.

When politics becomes entertainment, we get addicted to the gossip. The prospect of governing seems difficult and deliberative, definitively un-sexy. We’ve fast-forwarded from instant nostalgia to instant projection.

I was talking to a couple of journalists last week about this very thing. Everyone was so caught up in the election that we were drowning in it with every nuance of what might happen being dissected by our overloaded brains.

Now that it’s over, we are finding ourselves sort of readjusting our jock straps (I don’t have one but my buddies might. I don’t know.)

The economy still sucks. Most folks ideology hasn’t changed. I still like cheese. The moon is still in the sky. Lou Dobbs is still being paid and I’ve decided that his mere presence still annoys me. Thanksgiving is still inconvenient for me as it is every year. Christmas will be present-lite this year.

You see, the world has a new president-elect, but not a lot has changed. Now we are being bombarded by what kind of puppy the Obama family will get. I just know that Mabel is not available but would be a fine presidential dog. I don’t know what’s going to happen, life just keeps moving forward yet somehow stays in place at the same time.

I have no ideas about projecting what’s going to happen, but I realized I have been pulling an Anderson Cooper. And that is that this weekend was filled with mindless watching of bad reality television, French films, slothlike behavior on my part and burned chili.

No, I didn’t watch the Obama interview on 60 minutes. I think my cranium demanded that I take a break from it all.

You can only do so much before you become a political zombie.  So I pondered yesterday why Tyra Banks is called a diva and Donald Trump isn’t because I think they are basically the same in many ways.

Deep thoughts? Not so much. Political overload?

You betcha.

7 comments for “Instant Nostalgia To Instant Projection

  1. November 17, 2008 at 7:03 am

    I knew you wore a jock strap! 😉

  2. newscoma
    November 17, 2008 at 7:08 am


  3. Lee
    November 17, 2008 at 11:00 am

    Tyra’s got a much better rack.

    Though I wish both would keep their mouths shut more often.

  4. November 17, 2008 at 12:08 pm

    One thing has changed: No one wears jock straps any more. We all wear compression shorts instead.

    Our culture started downhill when women started wearing pants, dammit! Where will this cross-dressing end? Tee-hee.

    I DVRed the Obamas on 60 Minutes, but I couldn’t bring myself to watch once the mindless football ended. I still have an outrage hangover, but I seem to have misplaced my sanity-affirming snark.

  5. newscoma
    November 17, 2008 at 12:15 pm

    Now I have to look up compression shorts. 😉

  6. Lee
    November 17, 2008 at 4:16 pm

    Think the male equivalent of the sports bra. They keep stuff from bouncing that shouldn’t.

  7. November 18, 2008 at 12:12 am

    i didn’t watch 60 minutes either. sick of it all is probably a huge understatement as far as i am concerned. there was this huge build-up before the election, and yes, it was entertainment. and addictive. seems like now everyone is detoxing during this lovely state of limbo between terms.

    and yes, the big move in modern male protection gear has been to compression shorts. eldorado wears them during karate. honestly, i never want to be in the room as he dons those things ever again. unattractive male garment?

    you betcha *wink*

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