Another Reason Why No Rational Person Would Ever Want To Run For President

Kish brought this story to my attention.  It’s another example of why running for President in America would suck.

Mitt Romney is flying coach class to Boston and is seated next to Carolyn McClanahan of Jacksonville, Florida.  He poses for a photo, then puts on headphones, reads a newspaper, and works on his iPad.  But Ms. McClanahan has other ideas.  She’s a doctor who “heads a financial planning company” and boasts of having read every page of the “health care reform” bill.  She decides to tell Romney of her idea for improving health care by “switching to an electronic billing system.”  Romney says “I understand” and goes back to his reading.

What is the lesson from this episode?  Why, according to Ms. McClanahan, it is that Romney is “out of touch” and “wooden” — all because he didn’t listen appreciatively to her views.  Indeed, the New York Times blogger who reports the incident says it offers “a glimpse of a widening gulf between Americans and politicians.”

Huh?  I get just the opposite message.  I applaud Romney for ignoring some droning busybody who wanted to lecture him about her health care ideas.  If Romney were wooden and programmed, he would have let Ms. McClanahan monopolize his time.  The fact that he ignored her bad manners shows he isn’t a robot.

Any criticism should be directed at Ms. McClanahan, for pestering a fellow passenger who just wants some down time.  Any business traveler knows how frustrating it can be when the total stranger in the next seat over is dead set on boring you with their views, despite every non-verbal signal you are sending.  Perhaps Ms. McClanahan has never had that experience.  I hope that the next time she flies she is seated next to a hypochondriac who learns that she is a doctor and spends the entire flight talking about his bowel problems.  Maybe then Ms. McClanahan will learn some manners.

The “ReadyBrush” And The Purse of Preparedness

When I was tailgating at an Ohio State game recently, a fellow fan handed me a “ReadyBrush” packet from her purse.

Not familiar with this groundbreaking product, you say?  A “ReadyBrush” is a “toothbrush with toothpaste bonded to the bristles.”  You just wet the bristles, and you are ready to attack the plaque.  The packet — which is “sealed in freshness” — says the ReadyBrush can be used “before date,” while traveling, after lunch, after cocktails, and “school/camp.”  (Camp?  Seriously?!?  Perhaps camp has changed significantly since the ’60s, but I suspect that even today any fastidious boy who broke out a ReadyBrush after a few ‘smores around the campfire would immediately be pantsed and securely trussed to the flagpole.)

The great unanswered question about this product is why you would ever need a ReadyBrush.  If you constantly crave that minty fresh taste, why not just carry a toothbrush and a travel-sized tube of AquaFresh?  Under what circumstances would the ReadyBrush be your only viable option to achieve maximum breath freshness?

And what does it tell you about the friendly individual who carries a supply of ReadyBrush packets sufficient to distribute to apparently dragon-breathed fellow tailgaters?  What other handy items might be in her Purse of Preparedness, aside from the inevitable Swiss army knife?  Water purification tablets?  Gas mask?  One week’s supply of freeze-dried food?  $3,000 in Krugerrands?