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Tina Brown’s Internet Tendency, Cthulhu du Jour, continues to pay Meghan McCain a few dollars to write what is starting to sound like some fading newspaper’s “youth columnist.” It is dismal. And today, it’s just some used-up “Whoa Karl Rove is on Twitter” waste product, which even your Wonkette got tired of back in January, when George W. Bush was still president.
Meghan, better known as the beautiful young protagonist “Meg McCabe” in Meghan’s upcoming unwritten first novel, First Daughter, First Love, exists on the media landscape for one reason and one reason only: She is the daughter of the failed GOP candidate for president last year, John McCain. So, it’s painful to watch Meg try to act troubled by the fact that her father’s colleagues — old Republican political operatives — are “following” her on “Twitter.”
Terrible, right? But there is one bit of comedy in her otherwise “Oh jeez Tina do I really have to turn in another bloggy thing?” essay of the now: She claims, hilariously, that John McCain actually writes that illiterate dipshit wingnut prattle on his own “Twitter.”
By contrast, my Dad—another new Twitter user—is making a real effort to use it effectively and not just pander. For one thing, it’s really him Tweeting. How could it not be given his sense of humor and constant shout-outs to Arizona sports teams? (In fairness to him, I’d initially assumed he had an assistant writing for him. But when I flat-out asked him, he was almost offended I’d suggested he wasn’t being as real as I am.) Second, my dad prides himself on making his updates more than just, “Watch me on Fox News tonight at 7.” And he’s always amused by the attitude I show in my updates—like father, like daughter.
Or more like, First Daughter, First Love.
Karl Rove, Twitter Creep [Daily Beast]
I would never suggest that John McCain is any less real than his first daughter, first love.
John McCain is real!?
Serious: So John McCain is a figment of my imagination? That’s… comforting, I guess?
I lost all respect for Mehgan McCain after I saw her on The Rachel Maddow Show a couple of months back. She tried to sound like a new conservative during most of the interview. Rachel then asked her about her solutions at the end of the segment, and they sounded like the same old horse dung that’s been tried 1000x before.
She’s a ‘rebel’, if by ‘rebel’, you mean someone who refuses to step on the feet of her dear old Dad.
please make it stop
I think it’s great, and not at all creepy, when young republican girls & their dads “love each other” or “hook up,” in the parlance of our times.
“We need to take twitter back from the creepy people.”
The decline of civilization is now on a dead run.
My dad could beat up your dad, Meghan.
while it’s true that she is john (the canary coward who proves torture is effective) mccains daughter let’s not discount her pretty face and huge mammary glands.
Jesus, “Twitter” is the new “meme”…
Wait, so John McCain is banging his daughter? Jesus man.
It should be noted that no matter what Meghan may believe, her father lost the Presidential election. Therefore, she will never be a first daughter. In fact, she will never be anything.
Failure noted.
If only there was a real Cthulhu Du Jour. I imagine calimari in an n-dimensional cream sauce.
I’m too old for Twitter, which makes McCain, who is 30 years my senior, entirely too damn old for Twitter.
Serious: But when I flat-out asked him, he was almost offended I’d suggested he wasn’t being as real as I am.
That’s my man JonnyMac, out there just cold twitterin’ and flat out keepin’ it real.
engulfedinflames:
Hence all the rovesterbation.
engulfedinflames: And that eyebrow-raised “I know what you’re doing with your right hand over there” look in her picture on her blog.
John McCain is keeping it real yo.
If we have to read about this blogorrhea at least put the “I’d fuck her” pic back up.
Meghan’s doing a great job of opening up the Republican party. Now instead of the mainstream of the party ignoring only the Log Cabin Republicans, they can also ignore the Bi-Curious Semi-Liberal Republicans too.
freakishlystrong: I thought “meme” was the new meme.
So what we learn from this is that John McCain has no problems telling bald-faced lies while looking his daughter straight in the eye.
Also, calling her column “waste product” showed admirable restraint.
Ever since Megh dared to ask her dad if he was really doing his own Tweeting, he’s referred to her simply as, “That one.”
Serolf Divad: Hell, my dad’s been dead for 8 years and could STILL beat up Johnny Mac.
She follows Rove. Not the best way to “take back” The Twitter.
engulfedinflames: Also her sweet, sweet foot tattoo. Also.
Megh reminds me of a typical Tri-Delt - blonde, not very bright, and so conservative that she won’t do anal on the first date.
You have to admire the Republicans. Admittedly, they didn’t even know this intertube thingy even existed a couple of years ago but as soon as it cost them their place at the trough, they buckled down and mastered twitter. Now, they are well on their way towards drowning the internet in pointless noise (much like they did for cable “news/entertainment”).
“Settling into a deep chair in the dim recesses of my rented room in Innsmouth, I began to read the most recent post of the mad-bloggette, Megan McCain. I felt my own sanity begin to come loose as I pored over the disjointed language and nonsensical narrative structure. Truly, hers was a mind driven past the boundaries of human perception and reason by continual exposure to the thoughts of the Old Ones and the words of their degenerate priesthood, the R’publikaans!
Glancing at the smirking visage of the doomed blogatrix, I thought I saw a resemblance between her features and the carven images in the sunken temple. The more I stared, the more her features seemed to twist and rearrange themselves into those of the eldritch horror from beyond time, Wa’alnutz. So unsettling was this revelation, that I failed to notice immediately the faint scratchings outside the window of my small quarters. My mind filled with an urge to flee screaming into night, though my body was rooted to the selfsame spot. My eyes focused, unblinking, on the lowermost pane of glass, where I beheld the what could only be the silhouette of a webbed, inhuman hand.
The window, dear G-d, the window!”
Lascauxcaveman: “But when I flat-out asked him, he was almost offended I’d suggested he wasn’t being as real as I am.”
And by ‘almost offend’ she means he upended over a glass table, called her a little cunt, and stalked out of the room.
PopeyesPipe: I, for one, would gladly pay to read Cthulhu du Jour.
SmutBoffin: Total fucking WIN.
SmutBoffin: HA!
Hastert the Unspeakable? Probably still lurking at the threshold, somewhere…
Serolf Divad:
“My dad IS your dad, Meghan.”
–Amerasian 20-Something
daddy issues
SmutBoffin: You, sir or madam, parody Lovecraft too well for any sane human!
SmutBoffin: Ha!
SmutBoffin: Fantastic. Thank you.
TimeCubist: Hastert! Hastert! Hastert! Oh, crap.
President Beeblebrox: I thought that true conservatives only did anal ever? To preserve themselves for teh marrij?
SmutBoffin: Wow, where did you come from? You’re… awesome, if I may be so bold.
I really really really don’t want to be friends with this girl. She needs help.
Meghan is so ghetto.
And what on earth is that picture of John Travolata doing in the bottom corner? Is Meghan’s other new hobby collecting cards of famous scientologists?
SmutBoffin, will you marry me and work on a Lovecraftian version of First Daughter, First love with me? Eldritch father, Dripping Horror perhaps?