I’m interested in your thoughts (re: sum and parts) on The New Yorker’s Romney-Ryan homosexual cover. (Okay, if you think Blitt toed the line that closely, we can just call it a “bromance.” Still, some convention gift, eh?)
Beyond the innuendo, though — just forgetting what Urban Dictionary says about piggybacks, I love the car guys and the milkshake — there are all kinds of other allusions here. For example, what about the “lad and dad” reversal where, intellectually, Ryan’s the father and Mitt’s following Ryan’s lead … with Atlas Shrugged actually putting the philosophically-ambiguous Romney to sleep?
The only thing I worry about with a cover like this, also reflected in the harsh captions in this NYT slideshow this morning, is how much the attitude mirrors how people laughed at Reagan. Beware the mocking when it reaches a level where people seriously doubt America could elect such a guy.
More Blitt at the Bag.
(illustration: Barry Blitt caption: XXXXXXXXX.)