The Silly Season, by Michael Davis
Up to now I was on the fence about whom I was going to vote for in the Presidential election. All I knew for sure is that I was going to vote for whatever Democrat won the nomination. If Charles Barkley won the nomination I would have voted for him. So, yes, no matter what Democrat wins I’m casting my ballot his or her way.
Even though I am running for President myself (I announced that a few columns ago) I am realistic enough to know that I may not win. I am going to take a stand like Ralph Nader. I’m in it to make a point like Nader. I’m in it to be a huge pain in the ass with no godly chance of winning… like Nader. If you ask me It’s just as much Nader’s fault we are in a war in Iraq as it is Bush’s. If he did not take votes away from Gore then we would be worried about a sex scandal right about now not fighting a war we have no business waging.
I like Both Senator Clinton and Senator Obama and would have been happy to vote for either.
Until last week. Last week I decided whom not to vote for.
Before I give my endorsement (which will surely decide the nominee as I carry so much weight) let me share a bit about each candidate. There is a real chance that Barack Obama will come to Comic Con International this summer. His campaign contacted me last year about setting that up and it still may happen.
Why me? Let’s just say that’s how I roll.
I like Obama but did not know if I was ready to vote for him. I was very impressed that his campaign thinks that Comic Con is a smart place to reach young people. That move earned him serious points in my book.
To be frank I was a huge fan of the Clintons and was leaning in Hillary’s direction, mainly because I loved Bill Clinton. I have met quite a few notable people in my life. From heads of state to rock, hip-hop and movie stars to world leaders. When I say meet I’m not talking about some random street meeting or autograph signing I’m talking about being in business with them or being invited to their home or inviting them to mine. Most of these well known people I meet are impressive but three impressed me to a point where I was speechless.
I know what you are thinking (OK, I know what Paul Levitz is thinking): Michael Davis speechless? Yeah, right. That’s like Snoop Dog passing up a joint. Never happen.
Well, Paul, it happened three times and the people who put me in that speechless state were Nelson Mandela, Jack Kirby and Bill Clinton. When I met Mr. Mandela I cried like a little girl. When I met Jack Kirby all I could do was stare. When I met Bill Clinton and shook his hand all I could do is gaze down at my hand in disbelief.
To give you an insight to how I view meeting notable people here are a few examples.
Upon meeting Malcolm Jamal Warner (Theo, of the Cosby Show) I said, “What’s up Theo?" Malcolm is now a good friend of mine. When I met Robert DeNiro, after being introduced he said “Nice to meet you.” I said, ‘You talking to me?” When I met Mickey Dolan of the Monkeys I said “Hey, hey, you’re a monkey.” When I met Wayne Brady I said “You Wayne Brady…bitch.” Wayne and I are developing an animated show together. My last example: when I met Donald Thump I said “Can I have some money?”
He said no.
Every single one of these people and countless more reacted with good humor and were good sports. Only one guy was a bit of a dick. Dennis Miller. When I met Mr. Miller I said, “You know people just pretend to know what you are talking about.” Boy, he did not find that funny at all. He then said something really bad to me and I had to get ghetto with him. Denys Cowan was there; ask him if you know him. It was not pretty.
So you see for me to meet someone is not a big deal…most times.
I tell you this not to impress you but to impress upon you that I take people at face value. I don’t care if you are King Tutt or the Burger King to me you are just a regular person and if you can’t take a joke…
Up to last week Hillary Clinton was a regular person with some great ideas for the country. Then last week she lost her damn mind. First she praised Obama, then she attacked like a pit bull, then she mocked him. I gave her a pass on the first two. I mean this is American politics after all. But to mock him like he is a child was the deal breaker.
I know that she is on the ropes and these are “Hail Mary” attempts to stop his momentum, but to mock him and complain about always getting the first question at an debate is so High School. She even went so far to ask if he wanted a pillow, referring to a skit on Saturday Night Live.
Obama calls a lot of what happen in American politics “Silly season.” His term for stupid tit-for-tat jabs that have no relevance to what the country needs. Speaking of Obama, what did he do while the Three Faces of Hillary reared their ugly heads? Well, one he secured my vote, and two he acted Presidential.
Nothing silly about that.
As Hillary might say (but won’t), Michael Davis gets real every Friday, right here on ComicMix.