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Where's a crazy billionaire when you need one? | page 1, 2
For which, of course, we're not crossing our fingers or anything, right? "Gore's best bet may be for Bill Bradley to pass him in the polls and emerge as the front-runner so the vice president is forced to claw his way back, proving his mettle," writes Jonathan Alter in Newsweek. But to whom, exactly, does a man who's been VP for seven years need to prove his mettle? To the press, which has come to see the senator's son and poor campaigner as a rich game hunter who, having been jetted to Africa and chauffeured to the side of a prostrate, drugged elephant, shoots and misses repeatedly, occasionally grazing a servant. Ironically, though the Bradley campaign advocates in some vague way cleansing American politics of cynicism, Dollar Bill, whose nickname is looking more apt by the minute, has really shown his viability mainly through kick-ass fund-raising. None of this is to say that Bradley won't prove a strong alternative or doesn't deserve attention, but the fact is that right now Bradley's biggest contributors are in the Republican Party -- every endorsement for George W. is an endorsement for Bradley, by the lights of an anxious press corps. 2) Become a POW of Love. Mike Wallace says he'd campaign for him; the New Republic's David Grann sets out to debunk his "Hero Myth" and decides, "He is the real thing. A genuine war hero." He's Sen. John McCain, favorite candidate, if not of the GOP electorate, then of political journalists, who've seized on the blunt former 'Nam POW as a corrective to George W.'s front-runner evasiveness and Elizabeth Dole's apparent preference to campaign by videotape. The default Zeitgeisty explanation, advanced in TNR and elsewhere: Americans, in the age of "Saving Private Ryan," are uniquely ready to embrace a hero. We're accustomed enough to Spielbergian political analysis by now that it's initially hard to discount that, until you recall that major candidates and near-candidates have played up their experience under fire in every recent presidential election going back at least to Flyboy Bush in '88. More likely, at least part of McCain's appeal lies in his vaunted candor, which means that, on the one hand, he's willing to push for campaign finance reform and, on the other, as Grann notes, he's willing to say "fuck" for attribution. I don't doubt reporters' genuine admiration, but couldn't they also be hoping, with the infamous Chelsea Clinton joke still ringing in their ears, that McCain just might make an obscene reference to Tipper Gore in mid-debate? 3) Roust the Spouses. Speaking of which, from the looks of it, Bob Dole and Tipper were running on their spouses' behalf this week. The New York Times turned to Bob, who obliged for the attention by speculating about donating money to McCain and leaving open the possibility Liddy might not run at all. Tipper, meanwhile, preemptively disclosed her treatment for depression, which Time heralded for adding a "human dimension" to Al's campaign (Gore, in the light of his two Democratic convention speeches, has made a career of employing family misfortune to give himself a human dimension; we can only hope he's saving something for 2004). Newsweek, meanwhile, discusses how Al Gore can boost his regular-guy image vicariously, by having the former cultural scold play drums with former Grateful Dead members. (In presidential politics, mind, there isn't a terribly high bar for hipness, considering that one is making an impression on Washington journalists whose experience of the counterculture extends to New Haven toga parties 20 years ago -- the same folks whom President Clinton convinced he was down with the young'uns by playing Elvis on a saxophone in 1992.) Missing, of course, in much of this analysis is much discussion of what any candidates' administrations might be like, that being traditionally left for the December after the election, when it's time to choose a Cabinet. (Bradley has even airily stated that it's not yet the proper time for him to offer actual positions and proposals.) But here, perhaps, the Great Snooze of 2000 could be a boon. Maybe, just maybe, if Gore and Bush become fait accomplis by this fall, the press might be forced to focus on their differences on issues for the next several months, just to maintain interest. We often hear complaints about the extended campaign season (a gripe this campaign addict has never shared: Lamar Alexander, who has probably already formed his 2004 and 2008 exploratory committees, is my personal hero). But at best an extended campaign could be an extended forum for vetting our leaders and for debate, which are hardly public ills. Of course, that's a desperate last resort, which is where you crazy billionaires come in. Just think: At one point in 1992 Ross Perot had a third of the voters behind him -- and all he had going for him was the electorate's dissatisfaction. Act now, and you'll have a far more powerful disgruntled bloc behind you -- and a name recognition that can only help your business once you drop out in a fit of pique come fall 2000! Do the math, my friend: You can't afford not to run.
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