Now that Mr. Morton has introduced Brittany and Paris into the presidential campaign, and Luda has injected himself with a rap song about Hillary and Mr. Morton ("O" man why did you feel a need to apologize for what some rapper did?Mr. Morton didn't apologize for Toby Keith's song about lynching), we can finally say that the political silly season is firmly on its way.
And honestly, just what the hell was Mr. Morton's camp thinking? Do they really think splicing images of Paris and Brittany in their campaign commercial will hurt the "O" man with voters? Hello? Do they not realize that most A-merry-cans have an IQ and an attention span equivalent to these two accidental icons, and would just as soon vote for one of them than either of the two candidates? Shit, this commercial will help not hurt Obama. Image, Mr. Morton, Image.
Okay Mr. Morton, I am going to try to help you here: Your people should have found a way to put images of Mike Tyson and O.J. in that commercial. (See Willie Horton, now that was brilliant.) Scare white folks by association, dirty up the race neutral one, and force A-merry-cans to associate him with some of those black men we despise and are afraid of. That's how you run a scare campaign. Not putting images of Brittany and Paris in your damn commercial. What the fuck? Are you trying to become president or show that you are plugged into the MTV generation?
And another thing Mr. Morton: Keep trying to paint his "O" ness as an uppity Negro. Here in A-merry-ca there is nothing we hate more than uppity Negroes. If you are going to be an uppity Negro you had better not be running for political office. You better have your own business and you damn sure better not depend on folks in the majority to keep your business afloat. A-merry-cans did not like the "O" man's European Vacation (boy what the hell do you mean you are a "world citizen"? You are an A-merry-can damn it, start acting like one) and the polls show that. Hell, even so called respected reporters over at the Washington Post are starting to cast the "O" man as an egomaniacal uppity Negro. (They took the quote out of context to fit their story, but that's a whole different issue) So keep playing on that, and watch how the polls tighten.
Sorry Mr. Morton, no more tips for you from the field. You pay good money for the advice I just gave you for free. But I have a bet to win, and twice a week in the gym is all I can do right now. Please don't force me to go anymore than that.