Here's a question I can't get out of my mind

Would Elizabeth Berkley really make that much worse of a presidental candidate than Sarah Palin?


  1. She's better looking.

    Now if those legs poked out from under the bloated Oval Office presidential desk the reporters there might focus on something that truly matters.

    About what's in her head? Who cares? Does it matter anymore? Do the voters care?

    Granted, Sarah would probably be better at shooting a moose from the oval office window - just think of all the mise (plural of moose you know?) trotting around on the White House lawn. That would be a point for Sarah. And the next time an oil rich sheik visits the White House she could give him a mounted head. All fine and good.

    But those legs, those legs. They're what really matter. (In this world which appears to be attempting to outdo itself in general nuttiness.)

    And I do not apologize for going on too long. (What are we going to do about the moose problem on the White House lawn? Could vice president Beck scare them off with a rant?)

  2. President Berkley!

    Has a nice ring to it.

    Alas, rumor has it that the actress turned down the role, saying that she would only consider doing a guest appearance (like maybe delivering the keynote address at the DNC or some such) because exposing her chest in front of a crowd on a regular basis was not really her thing.

    Oh, pooh! Everybody is a critic.

    Vote early and vote often, that's what I always say.

  3. Well, that's Hollywood for you. They think they're better than Washington.

    As Jack Nicholson put it, using a quote from one of his movies, during the 2008 presidential primaries, “There is nothing on this earth sexier, believe me gentleman, than a woman that you have to salute in the morning.

    With that in mind, and without further ado, I give you three of the world's (Maxim rated) sexiest female politicians.:

    - Number one
    (An actual former showgirl)

    - Number two
    (Best known for her flexibility - a good quality for a politician)

    - Number three
    (“This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi; you're my only hope.”)

  4. Epic Boobs! What additional motivation do you need anyway?

  5. You know if all the leaders in the world were in the White House engaging in an orgy there might not be time for any war?

    I think the Flower Power Children of the sixties thought of that one though. And we're still waiting.

  6. The credibility of the Mr. America/ Ms. America pageant couldn't be better gauged by the choice of its candidates ---or rather extreme lack thereof.

    One thing is for sure though, any such event should really shed all its claims and pretensions to being a contest that judges brains as well as beauty.

    While our corporate media has had a long history of bending over backwards to accommodate the contestants tasteless and boorish ad campaigns (or is it the other way around?), pageants are nowadays battered and bruised left and right on the internet by intense criticism, and not all of it coming from die-hard "radical" bloggers.

    In fact, the expectation in such contest is now so low and has become such an object of derision in America as in Europe that, far from praising or rejoicing in the current Tweedledum/Tweedledee pageant, the consensus seems to be that there is a certain grim inevitability about the result.

    What the critics are saying is that the contests are nothing but an exercise in packaging and marketing ("change," the choice of a new generation vs. "Mavericks you can believe") and selling a product (like, a man or a woman's body, amongst others).

    The 2008 pageant couldn't have shown this any better.

    The more outspoken critics speak of "great bimbo race." What isn't really said is that such pageants are simply being guided early on by the coteries that manufacture the "ready for consumption" genre-specific tropes and perpetuate the rhetorical structures endemic to the culture of their corporate owners. In any case, the process tells people that it doesn't matter what's inside your head (even if nothing is there, it doesn't matter), and the beauty of a candidate indeed is only skin deep because that's what really people (the non-insiders) will ever get to see, so you better look good, and if you win, the world will be at your feet. And when you win it doesn't matter because people don't remember the losers, or those who failed in any case---many of whom are people they haven't even heard of, in the first place. But, surely, for every Mr./Ms. America winner, there are countless losers. And one of them is truth.