Hey there, ‘Redheads… As most of you know, I rarely get political, mostly because I’m not that well informed and it makes my head hurt. I think that’s what keeps a lot of Americans in a state of blissful political ignorance. This, however, forces certain fringe elements to focus on superficial stuff to try to get the stupid masses something shiny to latch onto and feel like they’re being political (it makes sense in my head). We’re a culture that’s fueled on superficial gossip and pseudo-celebrity.
I bring this up because I simply can’t believe that President Obama felt it necessary to give a moment of his attention to the walking comb over, Donald Trump, and his bluster about where Obama was born. In any sane society, this guy would have as much traction as a greased up Nissan Sentra on an ice rink, but because he’s rich and he’s on TV, people are actually listening to him. So, the president gave a statement this morning to the press and produced his Hawaii birth certificate. If you didn’t hear it, allow me to paraphrase, “I don’t have time for this bullshit. Here it is. Now, shut the fuck up.”
If Trump is actually going to run for president in 2012 (as the Mayans predicted), I think we should just cut the bullshit and just turn the presidential race into a reality show. Hell, more people vote for American Idol than they do in a national election. Have Simon Cowell and Paula Abdul moderate the debates, then have each candidate compete in weekly political challenges to win electoral votes. I also think that Trump should be forced to have the winner of Celebrity Apprentice be his running mate. I’m pulling for Busey, myself.
See you Thursday.