For Now, 296 > 538
For the last few days, I've been lamenting to friends just how impossible it is for the Dems to deal with the McCain "playbook". In effect, there is none. As Shoefly said, it's like the Obama gang wants to bear down and engage in a chess match, but the Republicans insist every one of their pieces in a queen, or arbitrarily slip into the rules of checkers. They put together an argument, or narrative, and then aribitrarily discard links in the chain. When a lie works, they amplify and amplify it, leaving the initial claim behind and constantly heightening the drama, rather than taking a solid hit as a foundation of sorts. It's post-structural politics. And it fucking sucks, since it's got zero sense of joy, mischief, or ballsiness to it. They're playing it safe by refusing to actually compete. This isn't "brought a gun to a knife fight," it's "brought a pick-axe to Top Design"
As a sports analogy, it is kind of like the Warriors upset of the Mavs, where Golden State's fluid, anti-system was kryptonite to Dallas. Or maybe those legendary Hawks/Celtics contests, where Atlanta went all Palin on Boston, catching them unawares by trotting out a young, unpredictable nucleus that didn't play organized ball and refused to make the game about it. At this point, though, either one of these seems too thoughtful. It's the kind of thing I imagine Don Nelson doing with the Monta-less Warriors, but without any of the same solemnity, duplicity, or implication that this is in the grand tradition of getting the job done. What should read as desperation has somehow become a way of life, random, almost erratic movements morphed into "hold your head up high and conquer" To the ass who called McCain "FreeDarko"—they may be running the most FD campaign in history, if you believe this site's ultimate goal is Hot Sauce for all, or that our idea of revolution style begins and ends in Cambodia. Innovation, however bold, follows from what's come before. Otherwise, it's Sex Pistols-like nihilism, a contrived prank that plays on hysteria, fervor, and anxiety in the service of the few.
Obama is for change, and runs a smarter-than-you campaign. McCain abruptly decides he is, and thus he makes his own rules with the zeal of a tyrant, bully, and narcissist. "Change the game" has some measure of respect for tradition, community, and history built into it. Here, it's just ignorance and insolence given de facto credibility. It's absurd to argue that McCain isn't running a campaign, or pursuing the presidency, but sometimes, I wonder just how much logical sense that statement makes.
Today, it's a choice between Meet the Press and Adrian Peterson. At this point, I'm getting so high-information (about the presidential election, at least), that everything frustrates me, or seems insufficient. So I'll go with the glory of Purple Jesus over more braying Republicans and Dems trying to tell me the clouds will pass. A.D. TAKE ME AWAY!!!!!!!!