It was inevitable that someone would take this moment in the last night’s Presidential debate, when John McCain sounded like my grandmother used to sound as he berated Barack Obama*:
and do what people often do with an epithet these days, which is to wear it as a badge of honour:
Which led to the inevitable T‑Shirt:
Amazing how the Internets let you respond that fast. Kind of changes the rules, doesn’t it?
my grandmother used to call us “You turkey!”. ahh… grandmothers! =)
I think we were always “you little devils,” or later, just “you devils.”
By the way, Sarah Palin told me Obama hangs out with terrorists and stuff. Is that, like, [gasp] true?!? 😉
I want one of those T‑shirts.
Very cool .…
Yeah, I want one too. Isn’t it interesting how The T‑Shirt = The Campaign Button? I wonder when that became a given.
There was the “My fellow prisoners” about either Americans in general or his republican colleagues, and then this one. Both times, when I first heard that he’d made a gaffe, I was hoping he’d said “President Obama”. 🙂
Ah, you mean this one:
I was thinking of doing a separate entry on this, but it’s been covered pretty well already by the Blogosphere.
Still it does reminds me sooo much of an old Jewish joke about a Bar Mitzvah boy: The kid reading from the Torah finishes, and instead of saying the proper cliché that he’s supposed to parrot: “Today I am a Man”, instead, he’s thinking of all the gifts he’s going to get at the party afterwards, including a really nice writing instrument — the traditional gift (this is obviously a really old joke), so the kid says “Today I am a Fountain Pen”.
With trying to remember and use his POW experiences so close to the top of his mind, this was John McCain’s ‘Today I am a Fountain Pen’ gaffe. I don’t think it was senility; (Remember, that joke is about a 13-year old!) It was about John McCain wanting to get his prisoner experiences so vivid and powerful for his audience. And it really is a classic case of a Freudian Slip.