If your man picks gay-baitin’, new-Dem-con Tim Kaine for his choice for running mate; then find me and bring a bucket. You will be witness to the grandest public rainbow display of reverse peristalsis this side of Mr. Creosote.
I will be puking up:
Purple for the shoulder shrugs, including those from his own purple state.
Barfing up
Blue for his blandness.
Regurgitating
Green for his inexperience.
Yakking up
Yellow for his shitty gay-baiting tactic during the gubernatorial race, going off on his Republican opponent for having a “gay-sounding” voice. (As Chronicle Politics department maven Amy Smith deftly points out: “That’s a gay accent, buddy.”)
Upchucking
Orange for how his name is half of McCain.
And retching
Red for his anti-choice tendencies.
Be sure to bring a wafer-thin mint.
This article appears in August 22 • 2008.
