I’ve been busy so some pieces of news slip by me. Like, for instance that the President of the United States ate dog.
Scott Jennings — who worked under Karl Rove in the Bush Administration where he aided in the political assassination of US Attorneys around the country (see here) and more recently returned to his home state of Kentucky where he managed the astonishingly failed campaigns of both Trey Grayson and Williams/Farmer — apparently has much more time on his hands.
On twitter last night, Scott unleashed a series of “jokes” about #Obamadogrecipes. This was news to me so I looked it up on google.
For months, Mitt Romney’s campaign has been, well, dogged by Romney’s admission that he straps his dog to the roof of his car while he’s being driven around.
Romney’s “dog problem” got worse the other day when he and his wife, Ann, did a joint interview and Ann really stepped in it — insisting to ABC News that the dog “loved” being strapped to the roof. (Or, as we say in Kentucky, “the ruff.”)
The Romney campaign, recognizing the problem, sought to strike back and someone went back and reread Barack Obama’s old book, Dreams from My Father, in which the now-President very candidly recalls his life journey. In it, Obama explains some of what he experienced living with his father in Indonesia as a six year old boy:
“With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy),” the president wrote. “Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”
If you were to spend even just a second more to better understand the tale in context, you might look at the book and find the very next paragraph begins:
That’s how things were, one long adventure, the bounty of a young boy’s life. In letters to my grandparents, I would faithfully record many of these events, confident that more civilizing packages of chocolate and peanut butter would surely follow.
Here are Scott Jenning’s tweets on the subject:
And finally this:
Now, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate a good sense of humor. I also appreciate desperation. So I can dig what Scott Jennings and the Romney campaign are experiencing here.
But the fact that Barack Obama ate dog meat as a six year old — a decision he likely had absolutely zero control over — is about as relevant to the Presidential debate as is the fact that Scott Jennings was still wetting the bed when he was 9 years old and had to sleep on plastic sheets.
More to the point, Mitt Romney’s “dog problem” resonates with people because it relates directly to his overall image problem — Mitt is an out of touch rich boy who’s way richer than most other rich boys and he doesn’t understand even the basics of everyday life, let alone how to relate to regular people.
To put it another way… the Republican Party’s attempt to out-meme the Romney “dog problem” with this tale of six year old Barry Hussein and their #obamadogrecipes twitter hashtag is as relevant to today’s debate as is the absolute and undeniable fact that Mitt Romney killed a woman.
Yes, that’s right. Mitt Romney killed a woman.
Forget your epicurean twit-jokes. #RomneyMuderAlibi is where the real fun is at, if serious reporters and political commentators want to take these two men and their youth and facts totally out of their control and make funny haha jokes about them.
Survivors recall tragic car crash in France with Romney
By Michael Paulson
Published: Sunday, June 24, 2007
BERNOS-BEAULAC, France — The mission car was packed that day.
The president of the Mormon mission to France, H. Duane Anderson, was eager to get out to visit congregations after a difficult May in which travel in France had been severely limited because a general strike had caused a gasoline shortage.
A dispute had developed in the small Mormon congregation in Pau, in southern France, and Anderson thought he should pay a call. So he took his wife and two missionaries along, and on the way they picked up a French Mormon couple in Bordeaux.
There were six people in a car that would comfortably seat five, but otherwise it was an ordinary drive that happened to turn tragic.
On the way back from Pau, the car was hit head-on and Anderson’s wife, Leola, was killed.
Anderson’s driver, a 21-year-old missionary named Mitt Romney, is now a leading candidate for the Republican nomination for president of the United States, with the June 16, 1968, accident one of his rare dark moments.
The other car, if you were wondering, was driven by a Catholic priest.
So here’s what we have…
Obama, as a little boy, lived in Indonesia from 1967 to 1971. Mitt Romney, as a 21 year old, lived in France in 1968.
One — the little boy — was fed dog meat. The other — the grown man — was the driver in a fatal car accident.
Does either fact have anything to do with who should be president?
But it sure is fun to joke about, right?