A Presidential Parade, briefly
The Presidential Caddy Batmobile is getting more coverage today than the nation’s leader.
I can’t help but wonder why the PCB didn’t give the innaugural address. I haven’t seen such continuous coverage of a slow-moving vehicle since OJ and the elusive white Bronco.
Hundreds, nay, thousands of people are crowded at the roadsides to watch two flatbed trucks of media and a convoy of black vehicles with tinted windows drive down the street.
NBC News just took a five-second close-up shot of someone flipping the bird to the PCB.
I’ve never like parades that much. Unless there is the chance an inflatable Woody Woodpecker will fall on the crowd or some New Orleans floozy will show her happy parts for beads, I don’t see the excitment.
Save all that, I sort of wished I lived in a time when the President could walk the parade route.
Who ruined that for me? Was it John Wilkes Booth? Lee Harvey Oswald? Squeaky Fromme? John Hinkley? Or was it Osama?
I think I may need to go to Mardi Gras again sometime soon. At least there what I want to see isn’t relegated to the PCB.
UPDATE: The PCB is now second fiddle. The Pres is out and a walkin’. Somehow I find myself still more focused on the Secret Service guys and Laura’s white coat and gloves.
