Yesterday, while engaged in a mid-afternoon nap (I think I've explained before on this blog that I'm basically a grumpy old man, and that I hate the summer heat ... 85 degrees in humid DC makes we want to take nap, OK - any more questions?) I made a connection. The connection was between Team Obama's clownish "Julia" campaign ad and a novel I read many, many, many moons ago. Wasn't "Julia" Winston Smith's
So she was.
I was so impressed with myself, I even uncharacteristically took to Twitter.
I do *not* wish to live in a society surrounded by "Julia" (Obama's, not Orwell's - obviously something of a resistance heroine). Nor do I wish that fate upon my children. "Julia" (Obama's) is self-entitled, driven purely by base impulses, and utterly clueless about how anything works. Nor do I wish, or wish to see my children, trapped in the bureaucratic, Orwellian, society that breeds and coddles multitudes of this "Julia" composite (again, Obama's).
May Obama's "Julia" die a quick death from deserved mockery, and the spirit of Orwell's "Julia" help bring it about.
The graphic was created with naught but MS Powerpoint. You can plainly see I grew tired of making the general background match the "Julia" screenshot background. I attempted to contract with "web designer" "Julia" but she was on the 3 years' maternity leave guaranteed by Malia Obama's Family Leave Improvement Act of 2070.
Just because ...