There’s Never Been A Nice Time In Politics

The Mighty Mean Meme Machine Strikes Again

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Whenever I’m feeling masochistic, I like to visit r/Presidents on Reddit. That sub has a rule that won’t allow posting or references to current or very recent U.S. presidents. You can only mention up to Obama. The reason for this is to prevent fighting over modern day politics.

However, a side effect of that rule is that many posters have built the sub into a hazy idealized nostalgia feels zone. I’ll often encounter comments referring to the “dignity” and “respectability” of past presidents compared to the divisiness and nastiness of today (meaning Trump, basically). Particularly when it comes to old presidential debates.

Except how many people remember anything of substance from old debates? We really only recall the gaffes or the attacks. I remember “binders full of women” by Romney. “Please proceed, Governor,” by Obama. “Well actually, he forgot Poland!” said by George W. Bush to Kerry when the Massachusettes Senator happened to forget one of our allies in the global War on Terror. There was George H.W. Bush checking his watch in the 1992 three-way debate with Perot and Clinton. In the 1988 Vice Presidential debate Lloyd Bentsen delivered perhaps the G.O.A.T. comeback ever with his “You’re no Jack Kennedy,” to potato-mispeller Dan Quayle. Reagan had his humorous “youth and inexperience” line against a knew-he-was-going-to-lose Mondale. Then there was the famous Nixon vs. Kennedy debate, where the youthful JFK came across as dominant and likable on a newfangled invention called the TV, while those who listened by radio thought Nixon had won. Or so the legend goes.

Aside from all that, I can’t think of too many other presidential debate moments prior to Trump’s clomping and stomping foray into the modern day political arena.

The recent Trump vs. Harris debate did produce a couple of bangers. All by Trump. Most notably, in response to reports of Haitian migrants chowing down on family pets in Springfield, Ohio, “They’re eating the dogs, they’re eating the cats.” After the moderator informed the GOP candidate that a city official had not confirmed that, Trump followed up with, “Well, I saw it on TV.”

Hilarious. Hate him or love him, the man truly is a meme come true. The humorously visceral comment has caught on like a pop song ear worm. “They’re not sending their best,” and “Because you’d be in jail,” saw similar mileage.

Scott Adams puts it succinctly here:

Contrary to what Reddit intellectuals may think, there was never a golden age of agreeableness in American politics. Or politics in general. It’s comforting to paint the past in pleasing verdant green, when it’s mainly been a flame-red hellscape. The era of George W. Bush is even hailed as some better bygone age. How quickly people forget. I remember how viciously Bush was hated, in no small part due to his disastrous war of choice against Iraq. The man’s poor speaking skills were also routinely ridiculed. Reagan was called an “amiable dunce.” Lyndon Johnson hated Robert F. Kennedy. Andrew Jackson thought the people were a “beast” and hated the central bank with a passion. Nixon hated most and distrusted just about everyone.

Trump’s comments have gone viral on TikTok. AI photos of pets armed and wearing camo gear, ready to defend themselves against attackers have trended on X. In twenty years, cats and dogs and the threat of them being eaten will more than likely be the only thing remembered from that singular Trump/Harris debate. Is it “good” or “right” that a 90-minute discussion between two people who hold the keys to the nation’s future be ignored in favor of a silly soundbite? Maybe not. But that’s how it’s been down through history.

Would You Pay $60,000 for a Photo With Trump?

The absurdity of the celebrity selfie racket.

A photorealistic rendering of me meeting The Donald. Cost: $0.

Yesterday, Donald Trump spoke at the Bitcoin Conference in Nashville, TN. While there, he held a private fundraising meeting, which had an $844,600 price for a seat at the table with the Republican nominee.

It also included the opportunity for a picture with the former president for the modest price of $60,000.

$60K! That’s almost the price of a Tesla Model X. That’s higher than the median annual wage in the United States. Or enough to buy 25 ounces of gold. That’s a pretty yuge price for a handshake and a selfie.

These ridiculously overpriced photo ops are of course meant for high-rollers to donate to their chosen political candidates’ campaign war chests. God forbid we don’t have wall-to-wall ads telling us if we don’t vote for that person or this person the sky will fall and earthquakes will swallow us into the earth’s core.

I mean, I like Trump, but not enough to give up a down payment on a decent house just to shake the guy’s hand. Even if I was a centimillionaire, I’d have to think long and hard before paying out almost a whole Bitcoin just for a few seconds in the Donald’s presence. Hell, if I was a centimillionaire, I’d probably have already hung out with him anyway at some point.

But hearing about that absurdly high price for a selfie got me thinking about how much celebrities charge for a meet and greet photo op. You often see these types of events at Comic-Cons, like the one Marvel just had in San Diego yesterday. They’re absolutely ridiculous. Grown adults paying good money just to snap a selfie with someone who once put a costume on for six weeks. And it’s expensive as hell just for a ticket to these events, much less transportation, lodging, and all the add-ons.

Salt Lake City has an event called Fan-X coming up in September with a load of celebrity photo ops. For a mere $300 you can get a selfie with Mel Gibson. Do you think an anti-semitic rant comes included, or do you have to pay extra for that?

If that’s too steep for you, you could check out Oscar winning actress Marisa Tomei for $125. For the same price you could meet Anthony Daniels. C-3PO himself! Or how about Elijah Wood for the discounted price of $100?

If $100 is too bougie, you could stick with budget-friendly celebs in the double-digit price range. Ever wanted to meet the T-1000 aka Robert Patrick? Now you can! $80 please. Or how about Levar Burton for some $70 Reading Rainbow and Geordi La Forge nostalgia? There’s Jon Heder for the same price. That’s worth 3.6 Napoleon Dynamite Blu-Rays. A bargain! Or how about Patty Guggenheim for the low low price of $50? Who is Patty Guggenheim? I have no effing idea.

I’ve never been able to understand why people shell out hundreds just to meet some actor or artist of some kind. There are very few artists I admire enough to even want to meet, much less pay good money for the privilege. I’ve met a few celebrities before. It’s nothing special. I met John Kerry in 2004 when he was running for president. And Jerry Springer, when he visited my university for a speech. Nice guys, I guess. But not ones I’d pay to see or hang out with a second. And I got to meet them for free.

How much would you pay to meet your favorite celebrity? Or are you a smart and attractive person instead with a life and things to do?