I was fortunate enough to have yesterday off, so as I sat in my apartment relaxing and eating lunch, I was treated to the spectacle (and what else could it reasonably be called?) of Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich's press tour de force. Calling it merely a "press conference" wouldn't begin to do justice to Blagojevich's EPIC performance. When he was done, I wanted to stand up and cheer. No, I'm not a supporter of the cretin, but how can you not admire someone with cojones the size of basketballs? I mean, the man gets impeached...and he goes on the offensive against the Illinois House, painting that body as an Enemy of the People and the source of all Evil? Denial may be more than a river in Egypt, but it runs right through Rod Blagojeich's living room.... Then he ends the circus by quoting Tennyson? Say what you will about Blagojevich, but the man is GOOD. I wonder what the online odds are for who he'll be quoting next? Dante? Macchiavelli? Willam Burroughs? Leni Riefenstahl?
Yes, the Illinois Senate will try Blagojevich and convict him in about 20 minutes, but at this point that's really not the important thing, anyway. No, for sheer political theater, Rod Blagojevich takes a back seat to no one. You've got to love the way he came out and turned a circumstance that would drown a lesser mortal in a sea of remorse into a performance worthy of Richard Nixon. Game ON, eh??
In an era of self-absorbed, self-interested hypocrites posing as leaders, Rod Blagojevich has raised hypocrisy, denial, and self-immolation to an Olympic-level art form...and I, for one, applaud him for it. Hey, he'll be gone before long, but watching a train wreck can be fascinating...especially when it's happening in slow motion. To an idiot savant and this generation's Richard Nixon.
Party on, Garth....
