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I'm Cweating a Meme.
Ann Coulter
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July 14,
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Karl Rove makes me sick some times. Sick with envy, that is, envy of his
ability to be so consistently right about things. Oktoberfest of 2003 he
took me aside, back behind the hay bails, and said "Annie, let me tell you
something. Two years from now, they'll be releasing 'The Dukes of Hazzard'
as a feature film. And there still won't be anything that the government can
do about it."
What Karl was saying, and quite rightly so, is
that it would take more than a couple of years to get the proper ebb and
flow of societal information under satisfactory control. It could take four
or five years. Until then, it's important to discount the value of any
public discourse in other ways, such as groupthink. Groupthink is easy.
That's what Karl told me. And now that I've got that wild hair out of my
ass, The Committee
is teaching this old dog young pup some new tricks.
This week, my assignment is to create a meme. A
meme, according to Rush, is an idea or an image that infects the population
by means of repetition and mutation until it takes over the portion of the
brain that processes the... uh... you know... like when you think of Howard
Dean you think of a red-faced, crazy, screaming man. And if you don't, all
someone has to do is go 'YEEEGAAHHH', and everybody else will laugh and
ignore you.
Okay, now. Karl Rove was right again. The real
story about Joseph C. Wilson IV (hee hee) was not that Bush lied about
Saddam seeking uranium in Africa; the real story was that Clown Wilson and
his paper-pusher wife, Valerie Plame, were a bunch of self-important
low-down scheming .
Clown Wilson thrust himself on to the nation in
July 2003 much the way that Bill Clinton used to thrust himself on elderly
colored washerwomen in Arkansas latrines. When Clown Wilson wrote an op-ed
for the New York Times claiming Bush had lied in his State of the Union
address, people thought he was just clowning around. Then Clown Wilson
implied that Bush was misinterpreting his silly report, and using it to
prove his point that there was uranium in Africa. Duh. Clown Wilson couldn't
even find uranium if it flicked him on his big red snout.
Here's a graphic I used last night on the
Hannity and Colmes show.
Pretty funny, huh. And yet, it serves as an
important visual bridge for my meme. Now when you hear the term Clown
Wilson, you have an immediate mental image of just how funny my words are,
and how my picture is preferable to the image of the guy on the left. He really
does look like a clown when you make a few small changes. It's so funny. I
just can't get over it. I would never wear polka dots.
Anyway,
on the show last night, Colmes started teasing me with all these
difficult (though irrelevant) questions, so I just started saying 'Clown
Wilson' over and over until he stopped me by asking me a simple question -
'Are you some sort of an idiot, Ann?'.
'No, Alan', I responded, holding up the picture,
'but this guy is'. Well, Alan breaks out into a grin and is trying to keep
from laughing, and Hannity starts giggling over on his side, and before you
know it, we were all laughing so hard that they had to cut away to Aruba.
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