DEAN YELL REDUX
The reaction to Howard Dean’s speech last night continues to snowball. I just finished watching, via TiVo delay, two light-hearted sports talk shows on ESPN, “Around the Horn” and “Pardon the Interruption.” It is exceedingly rare for either to talk about politics. Both of them made fun of Dean’s hollering. Apparently, Howard Stern had a field day with it this morning as well. I’ll be interested in getting the reaction of Leno and Letterman tonight. I’m betting the “Live from New York” opener for this week’s “Saturday Night Live” will feature Dean for a second straight week.
Dean may have had the equivalent of the Dukakis driving a tank, Dan Quayle “potatoe” incident, or George H.W. Bush looking at his watch during a debate moment. He has to recover quickly and finish no worse than second in New Hampshire, I would think, to have any shot at all at the nomination, since South Carolina and several less-than-hospitable states loom thereafter. Rather incredible given that he was considered the odds-on favorite a week ago.
What a difference a “Yeeeeeeeeeeeeyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” makes.
Something else has been running around my mind all day on this one, too. Compare these two sound bytes:
Not only are we going to New Hampshire … we’re going to South Carolina and Oklahoma and Arizona and North Dakota and New Mexico. We’re going to California and Texas and New York. We’re going to South Dakota and Oregon and Washington and Michigan. Then we’re going to Washington D.C. to take back the White House. “Yeeeeeeeeeeeeyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Howard Dean, Jan. 19, 2004
They wrote us off — three weeks ago, “Pat, when are you going to get out of single digits, pat? When are you going to get out of single digits? Bob Dole’s at 50-percent.” We told them, three weeks, stunned them in Alaska. We came out of Alaska, we came out of the tundra, we went down to the bayou of Louisiana, we did it again. When we drove across those frozen cornfields of Iowa, they said his trade message will never be heard out here. It was heard. And then we came up here, along that river with those red mills there we won it all in Manchester. We’re going on to San Diego, we’re going on to the nomination, we’re going on to the White House.
Do not wait for orders from headquarters, mount up everybody and ride to the sound of the guns.
Patrick J. Buchanan, Feb. 20, 1996