Posted by
Xavier Cougat on Thursday, November 13, 2008 12:07:09 PM
Young Barry still has two months to go before officially taking the helm; and already his Glorious Presidency is being hailed as the New Camelot, invoking the memory and cachet of John F. Kennedy's storybook administration, a largely media-made fable. Somehow, for me, the unfolding folklore known as The Story of O -- not to be confused with the erotic French novel from the 1950s-- is more likely to end up reading as Machiavellian light porn than a delightful, sweet fairytale with a happy ending. I think a better banner for the eagerly anticipated Soap O-pera (still in production) would be, in a word, Cameltoe: a presidency thinly clothed with a filmy modesty and a gauzy aura of respectability and moderation but unable, ultimately, to obscure the outline of its true obscenities. If this rather unseemly title for defining the Era of Obama makes some folks uneasy, how about simply Camels? A product whose seductive image was created by Madison Avenue but is, itself, harmful to your health and well-being. Or how about Scam-A-Lot? A not-so-veiled reference to the widespread voter fraud and flimflam journalism that helped get this guy elected, not to mention the fraudulent schemes likely to be perpetrated by the newbie president, himself. Or maybe Camel Hair? Irritating, coarse and inflexible. Camel's Back? We're all about to be collectively humped. Omel-Lotte? A scrambled mess of constituents who end up getting fried. I doubt if the Obamamedia would ever adopt any of these suggestions, but Camelot? Puh-leeze.