What is up with the "Joe Sixpack/Joe Plumber" thing?
Somewhere on high it has been determined that popular appeal equals working-class appeal, which manifests as a plumber named Joe holding a six-pack of beer. These spin doctors are like bad anthropologists or aliens from another planet attempting to describe incomprehensible life forms. Ummm, maybe working class people don't want to be seen as a solid mass of plumbers with beer. Just sayin'.
Or maybe I'm the bad anthropologist here. Who is it after all who listens so raptly to the pearls of wisdom that drip from the A.M. radio?
The candidates, both of them, all of them, have no freakin' idea what it is to work for a living. When I say work I mean snaking a toilet or pouring concrete in the dead of summer. Work that requires a beer for anesthesia afterwards. How the Republican party managed to appeal to the working class in the first place is a real mystery. Maybe because TV is the other requisite anesthesia, and media is dominated by those very, very few protecting their wealth. From whom? From the rest of us (translation: that pesky working class).
It's encouraging, I guess, that some energy is going into popular appeal. Maybe it's an indicator that our votes actually count for something after all. We can only hope. I can hardly WAIT for election day to be over already.