Friday, October 26, 2018

Lest We Furr-get: The Art Of Teleprompting

By Baxter

We cats well remember the previous Administration, when Freepers, teabags and other right-wing nutcases were highly critical of President Obama for his teleprompter reading.

They hated the way he looked left and right, and accused him of rote delivery, of being lost without it. None of that was true. But they despised Obama so much that even if he'd delivered his speeches with Shakespearean flair (and many of us thought he did), they would have found something to complain about.

In retrospect, it's pretty hilarious considering the pathetic performance put in by their hero Trump on the pipe bombs the other day.

Benedict Donald was given a script, and he read it. Less than 24 hours later, he was back to rage-tweeting. So where are the right wingers and their Teleprompter brickbats now?

And of course the credulous media had to pause and comment on the "Presidentialness" of Drumpf's demeanor. What an eyeroll. As our social media fave Randy Rainbow has tweeted, "Stop praising Trump for 'doing the right thing' when he reads from a teleprompter. I read the haftarah at my bar mitzvah and I didn’t mean a fuckin' word."

To be honest, we'd choose Teleprompter-induced boredom over the OMG-he's-got-the-nuclear-football terror of Donald Trump's 3:14 AM tweets. But we have the terrible feeling that we don't get to choose — at least, not until Tuesday, November 6. (And for some of you lucky ducks with the early vote, right now.) We cats PURR.

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