Repugnican California goobernatorial wannabe Nutmeg Whitman has released a 1960s-themed television attack ad apparently calling her November opponent, Democratic former California Gov. Jerry Brown, old.
Funny, because Brown is 72 years old, while Repugnican presidential loser John McCainosaurus — shown here kissing Megalomaniac on the mouth in 2008, when she supported his campaign:
I suppose that when there was talk that McCain might actually pick Nutmeg as his running mate, it was just fine with her that he’s a senior citizen, but now she finds the younger Jerry Brown to be too old.
In order not to be a hypocrite, I must point out that I routinely refer to Arizona’s fossilized U.S. senator as John McCainosaurus.
But McCainosaurus — er, McCain — is an ill-tempered, easily addled, “You damned kids get off my lawn!” kind of old coot. I remember my brother and I watching the McCain-Obama debates in no small part because we were just waiting to see if Mount St. McCain would really explode on live national television. (He never did, unfortunately, but he always seemed to be seething that he, the old white guy who, in his mind, had earned the White House, even had to debate this much younger black upstart, whom at one point he heatedly referred to as “that one!”)
McCain also wants to drag us back to the dark ages — you know, the days before all of those people who aren’t stupid white men started demanding their rights.
Jerry Brown, however, is a quick-witted, intelligent, progressive visionary — a quality that earned him the moniker “Governor Moonbeam,” which he and his supporters should embrace, not run away from, because we sure the fuck could use some vision right now, and not the “vision” of a fucking former CEO when it’s corporations, which were given full cover when the unelected BushCheneyCorp ran the show for eight long nightmarish years, that have run the state of California and the nation into the ground.
In general, I have a problem with the fact that so many older people refuse to step down after long careers and allow younger people to assume the reins — the way that it was done for them when they were younger.
But if someone in his or her 70s or 80s or even in his or her 90s wants to do a job and is able to do that job, I can’t see myself telling him or her, Forget it, gramps/grandma — you need to go out to pasture!
Not that Jerry Brown needs my help in defending him against billionaire bitch Nutmeg.
When asked about Nutmeg’s ageist attack ad, Brown replied: “Sixties, Seventies, Eighties, Nineties — I’ve been around a long time. I know stuff. Knowing is better than not knowing.”
And Brown further said of Nutmeg: “Were I a CEO and someone said, ‘You know what, I’ve never been in this company, I never saw the product, and I want to be a boss,’ I’d say, ‘Hey, why don’t you start at the bottom and work your way up?’ That’s the same way with government. You can’t wake up one morning and say, ‘Gee, I’ve got a billion dollars, and I want to be governor.’ You’ve got to learn something, because those people up in Sacramento are sharks.”
Yup. And Jerry Brown knows how to swim with them, whereas Megalomaniac Whitman is just another one of them.