There was these two college aged girls standing in fron of me in the checkout line at Target. One kinda looked like Pippi Longstocking without the pigtails sticking out from the sides of her head and the other was just... chubby. Both had tats, multiple piercings, and used the F word a lot. Loudly. But what else was notable were the Obama pins attached to their handbags. They prominently displayed their political loyalties on their fashion accesories.
It got me to thinking. Here I am, an old stodgedy geezer in his mid 40's rooting for the same old/same old, namely John McCain. You know, the old guard, The Establishment, the second of the two predictable vanilla choices: Hillary Hellbeast or Vietnam hero McCain.
Then it hit me. The reason all of you Obamites are so enamored of your candidate is because each of you are hip and trendy! Yes! And voting for the avant gard young black dude is just that-- hip and trendy. If he were to come out with a new urban clothing line you'd quickly head off to the mall to snap up the latest in sartorial fare, complete with HOPE (tm) logos plastered all over it. If he came up with a snazzy little rap tune, you'd soon have it playing on the Top 40 of the pop and country charts moments after it made #1 on the R&B hit list. It'd go platinum before the record even reached the store shelves.
Well, I want to be hip and trendy too. So henceforth I am an Obamite (errr, I might have to coin a new and more hip phrase. That sounds dangerously close to Sodomite or catamite...) as well. Go Obama! Go, you incredibly cool black dude, go! By voting for you by extension I am cool too. Now I just need to throw some F-bombs around for a total immersion in trendiness.
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