One day, people of the future will recognize Rick Perry’s run for the presidency as the sublime work of performance art that it is. First, you’ve got the ironic co-opting of Brokeback Mountain imagery in an over-the-top ad parodying conservative homophobia. Second, you’ve got the John Cage-like attempts to stitch important appearances entirely out of awkward pauses:
And third, you’ve got the parodic homages of George W. Bush’s ignorance, including mistakenly announcing that there are eight judges on the Supreme Court when there are actually nine. What a genius this man is!
(Via Wonkette.)
Um. What’s the big deal? Names can slip anyone’s mind. I’m sure in the right circumstance I might blank for a bit on just about anyone’s name. Cut te guy a break.
That he couldn’t remember Sotomayor’s name (or at least how to say it properly) isn’t a big deal. The fact that he doesn’t know how many judges are on that bench with her, however, is unbelievable.
Don’t fuck with John Cage.
Obama said there are 57 states in the U.S. Attaching any importance to this kind of thing is ridiculous.
Um, the “big deal” is that I don’t want the President of the United States to be as dumb & forgetful as I am. One of the worst issues facing America is people accepting average (and below-average) mentality from our leaders.
“the John Cage-like attempts to stitch important appearances entirely out of awkward pauses”
This is a brilliant phrase.
Holy fuck, he’s actually dumber than George Bush.
Montemayor (Jose) was the Texas Insurance Commissioner a few years ago (but still during Perry’s rein of error). He presided over a doubling of home insurance rates because the insurance companies simply asked for it.
Perry remembers his friends and conspirators, at least.