I can has metaphor?
Hours before Obama’s State of the Union yesterday, perky Katie Couric tweeted this:
Just had lunch with the president who seems pensive, slightly deflated, realistic, aggravated and resolute. Didn’t eat his pie.
I haven’t really got the hang of Twitter yet, but I’ve figured out this much — with a 160-character message limit (less if you want to leave room for people to forward or “retweet” your message), complicated ideas are right out. A thought of even the teeniest ambition comes out like something your senile Aunt Irma might mutter in her sleep.
Katie’s first sentence? Excellent. Katie’s second sentence…oh god, it just cracks me up. Every time I think about it. Didn’t eat his pie.
“Pie” is a comedy word, like “pants” or “Schenectady.” It’s inherently funny. You don’t ever want to couple “pie” with someone whose stature and dignity you wish to preserve.
I can’t help thinking what a wonderfully useful metaphor that’s going to be in the next few years. Any time Barack Obama just has been or is just about to be thwarted, smacked down, brought up short or otherwise disappointed — who wants some pie?
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Oh, we’re going to have SO MUCH fun. Thanks, Katie!