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...grainy footage in the convention film of Bush's childhood in Midland, Texas; a 30-sec. ad featuring Bush behind the wheel of a beat-up Ford Bronco on his dusty ranch outside Waco; or a candid moment at home when he and his wife Laura share a laugh at his expense, the point will be the same: that Bush, with his sunny optimism and persuasive charm, is the antidote to eight years of duplicity and partisan bickering in Washington...
...sluggish layer of air loiters over the sound, which has turned to a noncolor of thick, translucent plastic. The tide rummages with the pebbles. Gulls laugh themselves sick. What's so funny, I'd like to know. I'd like to know who is going to be the last Survivor. I'd like to know who is going to remember last week's aids conference in Africa. I'd like to know who is going to remember Africa. You know? I'm losing my memory. I'd like to try that new Alzheimer's vaccine. Do I like tuna tartar...
Clearly, Ellen is a richly gifted comedian. Her timing, pitch and pacing are unimpeachable. Her physical antics are extremely cute. Her infectious sense of random joy never wanes. But she no longer needs to be funny. Her audience already worships her. Fans bake her elaborate cakes. They cheer and laugh and whoop at every bon mot. They cry when asking her questions, and they come to the stage for hugs...
...matter. The audience laughs just as much whether the material is good or lame. But there's the rub. DeGeneres has lost her barometer for testing laughworthiness. There's no quality control like a tough room, and all the rooms DeGeneres plays are warm and nurturing. It's as if she honed her routine by doing it for her mother and a thousand doting aunts. One of the reasons comedians make us laugh is that they see the world differently from us. They're ridiculously paranoid or filthy minded or clumsy. But Ellen is very warmly embraced by loads...
...Farragut Square, I heard the couriers before I saw them. It was a boisterous laugh: Five couriers gathered, their bikes resting in the grass, joking about a day well spent. D.C. interns have a culture of their own; as a media person I am somewhat off the intern routine, but I see them enough to describe it well. Interns dress for their congressional offices in the uncomfortable and eternally vague "business attire." Interns put in long days of answering phones and doing research for higher-ups who are accustomed to both dressing well and being able to ask someone...