I’m sure that you’ve experienced plenty of unlikely romantic couplings: tigers and lions; juggalos and PHD students; and Steve Earle and Condoleezza Rice (as mentioned in this heartwarming swamp-boogie tune). And though bizarre binary couples tend to cause much confusion on my part, every now and again, I can empathize: even I can develop bizarre fetishes.
And my bizarre fetish du jour is red-blooded Republicans. I’m not talking about simple ‘fiscal conservatives’ – these people bore me. I’m talking about snake-handling, tongue-twisters; those distrustful of the Jewish liberal media; global warming deniers; abortion clinic bombers; and those who have direct dialogue with God. Now, I’m partially attracted to the Republican-leaning due to curiousity – my sheltered existence has actually yielded very few Republicans (likely because I’m Canadian) – but mostly, it’s due to Meghan McCain.
Now, superficially, McCain and I share plenty of similarities. Taken from her Wikipedia entry, McCain is listed as
“Meghan Marguerite McCain (born October 23, 1984[2]) is an American blogger, aspiring fashion designer … McCain began to receive media attention in 2007 for her blog, McCain Blogette, on which she documents life on the campaign trail and muses about fashion, music, and pop culture.”
A blogger? On fashion, music, and pop culture? And, a rare blogger who doesn't possess poor posture and a dumpy complexion? I suppose we might have a few things in common (save being a looker; I actually resemble a bewildered baby panda, which, to some, is quite charming).
And my bizarre fetish du jour is red-blooded Republicans. I’m not talking about simple ‘fiscal conservatives’ – these people bore me. I’m talking about snake-handling, tongue-twisters; those distrustful of the Jewish liberal media; global warming deniers; abortion clinic bombers; and those who have direct dialogue with God. Now, I’m partially attracted to the Republican-leaning due to curiousity – my sheltered existence has actually yielded very few Republicans (likely because I’m Canadian) – but mostly, it’s due to Meghan McCain.
Now, superficially, McCain and I share plenty of similarities. Taken from her Wikipedia entry, McCain is listed as
“Meghan Marguerite McCain (born October 23, 1984[2]) is an American blogger, aspiring fashion designer … McCain began to receive media attention in 2007 for her blog, McCain Blogette, on which she documents life on the campaign trail and muses about fashion, music, and pop culture.”
A blogger? On fashion, music, and pop culture? And, a rare blogger who doesn't possess poor posture and a dumpy complexion? I suppose we might have a few things in common (save being a looker; I actually resemble a bewildered baby panda, which, to some, is quite charming).
But, for every commonality, there are also contrasts, per her Wikipedia entry: she is a Republican. I am not (I am an ardent Rhinoceros Party supporter). She opposes stem-cell research. I am ambivalent, at best, to the welfare of human embryos, generally assuming that my lack of a soul is universal (as we’re all only a sum of our experiences, aren’t we?). She disputes global warming. Like the Postal Service’s Ben Gibbard, and probably Meghan McCain herself, I wish that there were “no concerns about the world getting warmer / [and] people thought that they were just being rewarded.” I realize, however, that this is unrealistic. And, most tellingly, she is the daughter of Senator John McCain; I am a daughter to no one, especially to John McCain.
However, I’m willing to overlook these differences. To Meghan McCain, I'm no Steve Earle, but I have the following question:
... Coffee?
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this just shattered everything I thought I knew about life.
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