Friday, November 07, 2008

A question of voting.


( Not a natural ginger, but still)



Top of ginger day to you. Tired and weary though I am, I am also happy to report my friend has purchased a wedding dress and when she tried it on and came out of the changing room I was shocked and perturbed to discover strange water leaking from my eyes. Then I looked at her mammy only to see she was leaking too. Egad! Leading my friend to describe us as 'A pair of nellies' but she looked a bit leaky too if you ask me, so there you ahve it, everyone was leaky and happy.
I had an interesting convo with Etheline last night, about celebrity endorsements of presidential candidates. It is Etheline's view that celebrities should shut the hell up as no one gives a shit who they're voting for.
I parried with, 'Yeah right, people are more stupid then you give them credit for' which she grudgingly agreed with. Well it's true, all you have to do is look around. 'Omigood Bruce Springsteen is totally for Obama!' 'Oprah says...'and so on.
But somehow this led us to ponder -if someone held a gun to your head- what celebrity would you vote for if you absolutely had to hand over the reins of power. No seriously. If they can endorse politicians, let's flip flop it a bit. Given all we know about those narcissistic overpaid entertaining blowhards, which one would you trust to run a country.

Me- President- Steven Fry. Magisterial, magniloquent, magnificent, loquacious, trampampoline! I believe his all round teddy-bearness would translate wonderfully, and if he did fuck up spectacularly he could do that mea-culpa bashful 'I am so dreadfully sorry' thing he does so well- people would forgive him. Wars would be averted by him simply saying, 'Oh now chaps come on..' Right wingers would be wooed, 'Well he's a big 'ol gay but he's just so lovable and earnest' Speech writers would have blue diamonds and squishy pants thinking about how wonderfully delicious all their words were going to sound.
Vice president- Kevin Spacey- imagine the scandals, the Machiavellian shenanigans, the late night dog walking, the erudite excuses, the plots the schemes. Yep, Kevin.

Etheline-President- Joan Collins/Alex Carrington- Reasons- experience running Carrington/Dexter/Colby big business, fabulous wardrobe, maniacal laugh, ability to gloat and look stunning at the same time. Reasonably counted upon to destroy her enemies while drinking champagne fora crystal goblet. (Don't ask)

Vice president- Billy Bob Thornton. Why? Why God why? But she said if I can have Spacey she wants a man who is afraid of antiques and the colour orange. Plus she liked the idea of Thornton and Collins pitching ideas of fiscal importance back and forth in the Oval office.

Well? Celebrity Presidents? Who might you pick?

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