the comedians won
I’m back home and the TV is on and they’re still playing political ads, this one paid for by the Republican Governor’s Association or some shit, but the whole mess seems irrelevant right now, anachronistic, actually.
First, and this is important, I have no idea what happened inside the nexus of the rally, from a distance where you could clearly see the stage or even a jumbotron or hear anything aside from a garble of hard consonants coming from the hosts or their guests. At the time of this writing, I just scored some internet, so I don’t even know the word on the street yet. I can only imagine the people who could report first hand are still sleeping, as I was until a few hours ago, and probably cultivating phobias at this very moment against all manner of mass gatherings - concerts, other demos, college football games - and dreaming of being trapped, immobile amidst a sea of shifting bodies, with no water and no opportunity for urination regardless, no food, and this is where my fantasy of their experience differs from my own - the only means of escape visible is that stage. I thought, at different points, that if I was near the stage, I would probably attempt to scale it just so security would lift me from the crowd.
I was afraid for my life and nearly wept from moment to moment; it was awesome. And the joke was successfully executed - Glenn Beck had 60-90,000, Stewart got between 200,000 and a quarter of a million, last report I heard (sometime in the nebulous yesterday). Detailed report to follow. Give me a few days.
First, and this is important, I have no idea what happened inside the nexus of the rally, from a distance where you could clearly see the stage or even a jumbotron or hear anything aside from a garble of hard consonants coming from the hosts or their guests. At the time of this writing, I just scored some internet, so I don’t even know the word on the street yet. I can only imagine the people who could report first hand are still sleeping, as I was until a few hours ago, and probably cultivating phobias at this very moment against all manner of mass gatherings - concerts, other demos, college football games - and dreaming of being trapped, immobile amidst a sea of shifting bodies, with no water and no opportunity for urination regardless, no food, and this is where my fantasy of their experience differs from my own - the only means of escape visible is that stage. I thought, at different points, that if I was near the stage, I would probably attempt to scale it just so security would lift me from the crowd.
I was afraid for my life and nearly wept from moment to moment; it was awesome. And the joke was successfully executed - Glenn Beck had 60-90,000, Stewart got between 200,000 and a quarter of a million, last report I heard (sometime in the nebulous yesterday). Detailed report to follow. Give me a few days.