In the black-comedy/traveling-horror show of the GOP, the actual set-piece of the production occurred last night. The vacuum idiot-stare of crazed ignorance tells the tale.
(Illustration: Chris Christie’s lost look and Internet reaction found here).
In first viewing, the clip from last night of The Donald’s victory pontification-gibberish appeared average for the asshole, same twisted blather, near-identical self-serving bullshit served through the awesome-wonderment of himself — but after a couple of more clicks and the real focus of the whole speech/production was Chris Christie standing behind Trump, in the background supposedly, but way too obvious of mug.
After jumping The Donald’s ass earlier in this so-called campaign, Christie endorsed Trump last Friday, and last night after the big Super Tuesday shell-shocking of the GOP, introduced him at a press conference in Florida.
He then stood behind, and to the left of The Donald, listening as if to an complete idiot in a lost, fractured face of personal torment. A listening look quickly picked up by the Twitter, then all over the InterWebs.
A lot of funny shit out there — ‘just Goggle…‘
Most-clever, and funniest of the lot has got to be Alexandra Petri’s column at the Washington Post this morning — read the whole thing, some sample snips:
Chris Christie spent the entire speech screaming wordlessly.
I have never seen someone scream so loudly without using his mouth before.
It would have been remarkable if it had not been so terrifying.
Sometimes, at night, do you still hear them, Clarice?
The screaming of the Christies?
His were the eyes of a man who has gazed into the abyss, and the abyss gazed back, and then he endorsed the abyss.
Chris Christie has the glazed and terrified look of someone who has traded his inheritance for no pottage at all, who has watched his credibility dry up and is about to be led back to his basement cage, having lost Winterfell for good.
Chris Christie is realizing that the steak he gets to eat inside the Matrix is not worth this.
Hilarious, in a sarcastic, black-humored, we’re up shit-creek-without-a-paddle kind of way…