ACCORDING TO TUCKER CARLSON: Allen 48, Webb 52There! At least thats settled! What conclusion did we draw from this pair of predictions? At least one of these two people isnt an expert! By the way: Note how the Republicans in the Post panel all pick Allen, while the lone Democrat goes with Webb. No, these folk cant predict elections. But you can predict what theyll predict!
ACCORDING TO AMY WALTER: Allen 52, Webb 48
MILBANK: All [his clients] are looking for the same thing: next month's election returns. And Cook has them. "Senators Santorum in Pennsylvania and Mike DeWine in Ohio are pretty much done," he told the Piper audience at the Willard hotel. And the lifelines of Sens. Conrad Burns (R-Mont.) and Lincoln Chafee (R-R.I.) aren't looking any longer. "I'd be surprised if any of those four can survive," Cook informed the crowd of lobbyists, diplomats and journalists.Uh-oh! In two of those four cases, Charlie may be surprised tomorrow. Indeed, in Danas final paragraph, the oracle was already rethinking Burns, based on brand new polling reports. "Burns might not be dead yet, Charlie said—havent just been shown saying the opposite.
THE MARC OF THE BEAST: Ever since 1999, hes been a scribe we luv to hate. But we thought Marc Fisher topped even himself in Sundays piece about the Allen-Webb contest. First, our analysts tore their hair when Fisher began with this daft but familiar analysis:
FISHER (11/5/06): In two days, Virginians get to choose between a guy who complains he's bored in the Senate ("It's too slow for me," George Allen said) and a challenger, Jim Webb, who says he's really first and foremost a writer.In paragraph one, the critic modestly tells the world that unlike me, these guys are both bozos. But paragraph two is really the winner. According to Fisher, Allen and Webb dont like—are down on—some combination of foreigners, blacks, women, Jews, Hollywood types, gays and sex. Of course, its Allen who—according to Current Official Pundit Assessments— is down on foreigners, blacks, Jews, Hollywood types, gays and sex. Webb is only down on women (based on a 27-year-old newspaper column). But so what? Fisher simply runs the two together, helping us see how hopelessly bad each of these two men are. Both men have distasteful characters, he tells us near the end of his piece.
In this wild, nasty and frightfully expensive campaign, we've learned way more than anyone ever wanted to know about what these two gents don't like: They're down on some combination of foreigners, blacks, women, Jews, Hollywood types, gays and sex. Oh, and each other—big-time.
FISHER: Both have run remarkably inept campaigns, but they have done so in dramatically different fashion: In a survey by the National Journal of campaign professionals in both parties, Allen easily landed the No. 1 spot in both the Democratic and Republican lists of which candidate has conducted the worst campaign in the nation.What is wrong with Fishers review of the remarkably inept campaign Allen has run? Duh! Exactly half the offenses he lists in this passage werent committed as part of this campaign! Lets review: Allen selected that Confederate pin in his high school yearbook photo in the spring of 1970! His alleged use of racial slurs also occurred in the 1970s. The Rebel flag in his house, the hangmans noose in his law office also vastly predate this campaign. By most assessments, Allen has run an inept campaign. But is anyone more inept than Marc Fisher?
Let's review: macaca, the Confederate pin in Allen's high school yearbook photo, the Rebel flag in his house, the hangman's noose in his law office, his evident repulsion at the notion he might have Jewish ancestors, his decision to accompany his acknowledgment of those roots with a joke about having a ham sandwich for lunch, his alleged use of racial slurs. At one point, Allen had damaged his moderate bona fides so severely that the apologies he issued spurred the Sons of Confederate Veterans to whack him from the other direction.
FISHER: Both are big on guns and symbols of macho toughness: Allen campaigns in cowboy boots; Webb, in combat boots.But as pundits have noted about ten thousand times, those combat boots in which Webb campaigns belong to Webbs son, who is serving in Iraq. A cynic might say that Webb has worn them to make his sons service a part of his campaign. A smarter pundit would ignore them altogether. Fisher, as always, finds a third way. He turns to the boots at an early point in his column—then seems not to know what they mean.
FISHER (11/28/99): [W]hen Al Gore sneaks around and spends $15,000 a month to hire an oddball like Naomi Wolf, a controversialist who campaigns against the tyranny of the beauty culture and then plasters soft-lit glossies of herself and her perfectly teased hair all over the Internet and on her book jackets, we have two choices: We can say Gore's a good man who's been duped by over-eager aides, or we can say this is a man who does not know himself, a man who is unknowable, unreadable and therefore not fit to be president.For the record, Wolf was the type of oddball who had written three best-sellers, two of which had been selected as New York Times Notable Books of the Year. According to the Washington Times, her first book—The Beauty Myth—had been named by the New York Times as one of the 70 most influential books of the century. (Weve never been able to confirm that statement, but Michael Rust included it in a profile of Wolf in November 1997—before the idiots of the Washington press corps decided to make Wolf an object lesson in their long, crackpot War Against Gore.) By the way: What made Gores deeply troubling suit alien to virtually every American? As Fisher noted, the garment was brown. And, oh yes! It had three buttons! These may seem like insignificant problems to you. But by the time Fishers piece appeared, the crackpot members of his cohort had railed against these matters for a good solid month. Al Gore doesnt know who he is! they were all saying—so Fisher decided to type it up too. By way of contrast, Fisher did know his cohorts scripts—and he was eager to type them.
A person who makes her living by writing pop philosophy about sex tells a man who would be president of the United States that he must be a different kind of man, that he must be more assertive, that he must wear a brown suit of a sort that is alien to virtually every American. And he says, "Okay."
To call him unreadable is to be charitable. [end of column]
KEEPING SCORE: Standard themes in Fishers piece: