CSotD: Moore was less
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One advantage of living in Australia is that it's already tomorrow, so David Rowe got a jump on his American colleagues, who are (as I write this at 5:25 AM EST) just pouring their first cups of coffee.
Though I see the NY Daily News also picked up on the irresistable straightline Moore handed everyone. I have a feeling we're going to see a lot of variations on this theme, but Rowe's use of Dear Leader in the "You, too" position likely will prove an insurmountable lead.
And it's a good commentary, because this was never really about Roy Moore but rather about the ability of the Trump Revolution to continue to put hapless, unqualified pawns into positions of power.
But this is your Juxtaposition of the Day:
There seems to be a lot of negative attention being paid to Steve Bannon this morning on social media and it's true that the Moore loss is an indicator of his ability to disrupt without getting what he wanted, but I watched the daily White House briefing yesterday and this is a whole lot more of a clear and present danger.
The Alabama Clown Show offered frightening possibilities, but the outcome turned out to be quite hopeful, signalling a willingness of decent, intelligent people to stand up, as well as providing an example of what happens when you get a good turnout of the same.
Meanwhile, I find Sanders' ability to spin Orwellian bullshit with the steady tone of a self-assured but unpopular honor student to be kind of scary.
Ron Ziegler would stand in awe of Sanders' ability to smoothly explain why black is white, up is down and her boss is not a lying womanizing unqualified jackanapes.
This Politico piece appeared during Spicer's time, but it well documents the parallels between Nixon and Trump in their attitude towards the press.
It also suggests, as such memoirs generally have, that Ziegler was simply doing a job, that his duck-and-weave no-comment-comments were delivered with a degree of nudge-nudge, a sense of "we both know this is bullshit, but it's all I've got."
By contrast, I think Sanders is comfortable in her role as a True Believer and her spin may be transparent to the players and the refs, but it sure sounds good to the fans.
Scary times.
Well, last night's results suggest that time wounds all heels.
While we wait, and work, for that happy outcome, let's move on to
A Less Fraught and also a Triple Juxtaposition of the Day
(Retail)
Please don't hate me, but I've finished my Christmas shopping and can sit back and laugh about this stuff. If it's any comfort, I'm still waiting for a couple of things to arrive and I haven't wrapped anything, much less gotten any of it off to the post office.
The only gift card I've handed out lately was to a granddaughter who is setting up her first home, so a Bed & Bath card made sense and, anyway, that was her birthday.
I've picked out something totally useless to send them for Christmas because they've got an attic to stock, now, too.
I was able to shop locally for about half of my purchases, but, much as I put down city life, I've got to admit there was something lovely about Christmas shopping when I lived a half hour south of Montreal and could nip up there in the evening when Rue Ste. Catherine was all lit up and the snow was falling and people were bustling past.
You ought not to call it "Dickensian," of course, unless you went to Ogilvy, but it felt like Christmas, and you can't get that feeling down at the mall.
Though now that they have those spinner racks loaded with gift cards, you can do all your holiday shopping at the grocery store.
How festive! (They even have carols on the Muzak!)
I haven't dared to look yet
Later today, I'll be editing a young reporter's review of the new "Ferdinand" movie — the press screening was Saturday, but we're a weekly — and I wonder how much I'm going to have to resist adding my own editorial comments.
Perhaps I'll be pleasantly surprised. Well, perhaps.
It could happen.
Meanwhile, here's the 1938 version, which was one time when even Disney felt the original story as told was quite good enough.
Which, given we're talking Robert Lawson and Munro Leaf, it certainly ought to have been:

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