Oh ... my ... god ... I feel SO sorry for John McCain's advance team. First, they have to find a venue where there are already going to be a lot of people (because a lot of people won't show up just to see John McCain.) Then, they have to get John and his wife onstage before the booing and the boredom start. Then, they have to make sure John has his talking points at least partially memorized, so he doesn't have to read EVERYTHING from those little note cards. And then ... they have to stand there and watch him sound like a very, very, very, very old man. Watch ... and roll...
Okay, that was the one with the hilarious soundtrack added, but come on, you laughed till you cried. Admit it... (You can find the version without the soundtrack here. The sad thing is, it's almost damned near as funny!)
Now, let's check out a news report from Sturgis, where 50,000 ... er ... "3 or 4,000 people" gathered to hear a concert ... um, and then they got John McCain:
Next, you have to prevent him from saying anything that could loosely be translated as: "take my wife, please!"
Cindy McCain forced by creepy husband to participate in topless biker chic contest so he can appear to be non-creepy "regular guy" ... shudder...
Meanwhile, the LA Times runs down John McCain's quest for (gasp) a little celebrity, among the bikers.
