Today in Los Angeles a whole bunch of cute li’l puppies and tiny hopeful children gathered on a flowery hillside to link their hands and sing "We Love You, Obama," a new song created spontaneously on the spot by the tiny children, with a big assist from some major LA record companies and all the big-name talent in town who just happened to stop by the flower-filled meadow where the spontaneous event took place and then rushed it into the editing booth for an incredibly professional, and yet spontaneous-seeming, edit job. At which point it was spread virally from everywhere, beginning with campaign HQ, which had nothing to do with it at all, as it was a completely spontaneous event thought up by the puppies and the kids.
Today in Chappaqua, Hillary Clinton huddled darkly over a dark kitchen table, furiously loaning money to herself in a show of cheapness, desperation, wealth, and crookedness unparalleled since Meyer Lansky tried to buy Cuba. Her dark-faced husband Bill, waving his finger at her, declared that she had wasted all their damn money and their campaign was an utter disaster. Clinton told her husband to STFU.
Today in Illinois, a band of happy elves who live in the caramel forest and sip lemonade from the waterfall issued a statement of endorsement for Barack Obama. "He makes us happy," said the head elf spokesman. "He tells us what kind of leader we need. He tells us what kind of politics we need." Asked what kind of politics those were, exactly, the elf spokesman said "Whatever kind he tells us. We are happy to wait. In time he will reveal the truth."
Today in a plane over the Midwest, Hillary and Bill huddled over their daughter, red-faced and shaking their fingers at her. "Get out there, young lady! Get out there and make those calls!" Chelsea resisted but they said that if she didn’t get out and make those calls, her mother and father would be forced to dress her in a short tight micro-mini and send her forth to work the street with all those other girls.
More later on this and other MSM stations.