So there’s this new ad out starring dumb-hyperbole-magnet, Lena Dunham. On the Left and Right, eyes have rolled, teeth have gnashed, pearls have been clutched and couches have been set aside just for gettin’ the vapahs. So much ado about absolutely nothing.
The ad is cute, funny and innocuous.
But, apparently, there is worry that the spot has a “cult of personality” issue. I expect to hear this kind of silliness from people like Libertarian Fonzi. But when even the panel of the usually-righteously-right-on “Up” panel gets squeamish, I kinda want to bang my head against my desk.
The ad has little to do with the sex; sex is just the set-up for the joke. And the joke is that voting is exhilarating. Every time I’ve voted, I’ve felt proud, like I’ve done my civic duty. I’ve hoped that my one small vote has done something good for the country. So, yes, I come out of the polling booth feeling quite satisfied. I felt that way when I voted for Obama. Not because I’m some Obama fangirl; he just happened to be the vessel for my “Proud ‘Merkan Voter” exhilaration. And I imagine it’s the same for Lena. If you think differently, I invite you to retire to your fainting couch and STFU.