Friday, April 07, 2006
Flannecdote #1045
Gates and McNealy were engaged by media activists FAIR to study media bias in past presidential debates. "Cool", said Gates. "Coool", said McNealy, never one to let Gates have the upper hand, especially where it matters.
And so it came to pass that the friends decided to focus their attention on the now infamous 2000 presidential race between Messrs Gore and Bush. Gates, with the benefit of hindsight was much impressed by Gore's arguments. "Cooool" said Gates, but like, meaningfully. McNealy, knowing his pal of old and being well endowed, from an emotional quotient perspective, took this to to be an expression of appreciation for Gore's sound stuctural arguments and his lucid enumeration of the key points sweeping one majestically to a logical and ineluctable climax.
McNealy was less impressed with the show. Until, towards the end of the debate, Gore, in a cornball stunt of Clinton-esque proportions, designed to appeal to the hoi polloi and give him the appearance of the common touch, took to the stage with a popular rock band of the time. The band, currently residing in our 'where are they now files' had lost a series of drummers in curcumstances at once strange and sad, so it was no skin off their eroded noses if Gore put on the drummer's mantle and took up his sticks.
This time it was McNealy's turn to be wowed. "Coooool", he intimated. Gates, reading between the o's, for, communicatively speaking his interpolatory skills were second to none, understood that this was a reference to Gore's uncanny ability, for a member of the square community, to keep time and tempo. Tapping, banging, tinkling, percussioning his way into the hearts and shell-likes of the American voter.
At which point, Gates who had a vision thing going, realized that it explained many of the newspaper headlines he had read which reported on that particular presidential debate. "Cool ?" inquired McNealy. "Way Cool", said Gates. But feeling that his friend may for once have missed the point, added "There was something of a frenzy of headlines the next day, one in particular declaring "Al Gore Rhythmically Correct". McNealy quit the next day to take an internship in an internet start up.
And so it came to pass that the friends decided to focus their attention on the now infamous 2000 presidential race between Messrs Gore and Bush. Gates, with the benefit of hindsight was much impressed by Gore's arguments. "Cooool" said Gates, but like, meaningfully. McNealy, knowing his pal of old and being well endowed, from an emotional quotient perspective, took this to to be an expression of appreciation for Gore's sound stuctural arguments and his lucid enumeration of the key points sweeping one majestically to a logical and ineluctable climax.
McNealy was less impressed with the show. Until, towards the end of the debate, Gore, in a cornball stunt of Clinton-esque proportions, designed to appeal to the hoi polloi and give him the appearance of the common touch, took to the stage with a popular rock band of the time. The band, currently residing in our 'where are they now files' had lost a series of drummers in curcumstances at once strange and sad, so it was no skin off their eroded noses if Gore put on the drummer's mantle and took up his sticks.
This time it was McNealy's turn to be wowed. "Coooool", he intimated. Gates, reading between the o's, for, communicatively speaking his interpolatory skills were second to none, understood that this was a reference to Gore's uncanny ability, for a member of the square community, to keep time and tempo. Tapping, banging, tinkling, percussioning his way into the hearts and shell-likes of the American voter.
At which point, Gates who had a vision thing going, realized that it explained many of the newspaper headlines he had read which reported on that particular presidential debate. "Cool ?" inquired McNealy. "Way Cool", said Gates. But feeling that his friend may for once have missed the point, added "There was something of a frenzy of headlines the next day, one in particular declaring "Al Gore Rhythmically Correct". McNealy quit the next day to take an internship in an internet start up.
