Showing posts with label election '08. Show all posts
Showing posts with label election '08. Show all posts

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Are YOU Registered?

Please make sure you are registered to vote! I checked this morning, and despite my having voted in every election (even local ones here in Las Vegas) since the age of 18, suddenly Clark County (a hotbed of Republicanism -- I'm just sayin') has no record of me as a registered voter. Suspicious! Anyway, I emailed them straightaway to make sure I actually AM ABLE to vote for Obama and Joe Biden on November 2.

Check your registration status! Every vote counts, especially now!

Peace out,

Helen

Monday, September 1, 2008

Read Slate.com.

This is what I'm talking about . . .

From "Why McCain can't stop saying, 'my friends,'" on Slate.com (article by By Paul Collins)

. . . "Perhaps that's why this Foghorn Leghorn-ish turn of phrase also finds popularity among conservative populists. Since its last major outing in 1989, the phrase's most notable public users have been Rush Limbaugh and Pat Buchanan, who deployed it six times in his 1992 RNC "culture war" speech. This was the hectoring strain of "my friendism" also favored by 1930s radio demagogue Father Charles Coughlin, and it's in these less nuanced uses that the phrase's dynamic becomes clearer: There's an implicit aggression originating in the singular form of the phrase. Generally, when someone not personally known to you addresses you as "my friend," the safe assumption to make is that he is not your friend. In the American vernacular, "my friend" precedes a punch in the face."

And this:

"What happened to change the phrase's status in our language after Eisenhower's 1956 speech? I have my own unprovable pet theory: It's because the following year saw The Music Man debut on Broadway. Ever since, the phrase has been irrevocably associated with old-timey con men in straw boaters: "My friends, you got trouble right here in River City!"

When McCain invokes "my friends," he's making an appeal to the old days—the really old days."