A coincidence because a DNC guy was in here yesterday, and I told him (a) I once reviewed West Wing for CBC, and said I didn’t really like it because nobody in politics is ever as smart as the characters on the show, or is walking around and talking so much, and (b) everyone in Ignatieff’s office was obsessed with West Wing, which suggested to me that they were headed for a thumping, which they were. Because they secretly considered West Wing to be what really happens in politics. Um, no.
Funny, because it is. A bit too long, but it makes its point (over and over).
Now, start hectoring me, West Wing maniacs. If you must know, Star Trek is really the best politics series: fly in, convert the locals (by force, guile or good looks), dress it up as “values,” and then fly away. That’s politics.
On the lake I’m on, up North, the water used to touch the bottom of my dock. It’s now so low, my tin boat can slide right under the dock’s lowest point. My bigger boat is pretty close to doing likewise.
Reminds me once again that, when someone tells me global warming is a myth, I’m in the presence of a goddamned fool.
My God, that man can write. What a giant he is. Newman leaves everyone else behind in the dust.
(Oh, but my counsel to the candidates I’ve advised always remains the same: Peter C. Newman is a journalist, first and foremost. You enter into a room with him and his tape recorder at your peril.)