Ned Lamont, Just Kickin' Back and Chillin' Out With A Bunch Of People He Doesn't Know

It's fun to film commercials under the direction of people you don't know.

That's Ned Lamont and Jane Hamsher, there, among others. She'd proudly write about this later:

Over the weekend Ned filmed his first video blog. Since Joe Lieberman doesn’t want to talk about his war in Iraq, I guess it’s up to the rest of us.

If you think there is more to be said on the topic and things aren’t going quite as swimmingly as Joey Short Ride seems to believe, you can join the YouTube revolution by shooting your own video and uploading it to the "Iraq Conversation" YouTube group. You can also contribute your thoughts by filling out a form over at Ned’s site.

There goes Jane again, with her usual hilarious "Hamsherisms," like "Joey Short Ride"! Oh, the wit on this one! Hah! I love it!*

Anyway, she directs people to Ned's site -- or "blog," if you will. (He does have a campaign blog.) And if you watch the video, near the end this video hosted on Jane's site invites you to come to Ned's site and join a "conversation" about the war. Hmmm... that almost seems like they know each other, and she's doing more than "covering him." And almost as if Ned might know what bloggers are. I mean, jiminy, right here's Ned's big happy face pretty much surrounded by the word "blog."

Eh, well, I'm sure it doesn't matter. Just because Jane's directing Ned in a campaign commercial "video blog" hosted on her site, directing people from her blog to Ned's blog, that's no reason to suspect Ned knows what a "blog" is. And it's definitely no reason to suspect Ned actually knows Jane Hamsher, either.

Look carefully at that picture again. Does Ned look comfortable? No, he does not. If you're a student of people, as I am, you can read Ned's body language, clearly saying:

"Who are all these people? How did I get here? And, more importantly, how do I escape?

"If I flee, will they try to eat me?

"They don't... look like cannibals. But one can never be sure.

"Oh, well. Best not to take unncessary chances. Let's just film this so called 'video blog' they're so keen on, so as not to provoke them into a red rage of manflesh-rending mayhem."

Tom Maguire makes a pretty good case that Team Lamont is just plain ol' lying.

Like, you know, the Lamont people claiming that Hamsher has no association with the campaign. Hamsher, we're told is just one of those independent blodders -- is it "blodders"? tell the truth, I've never heard the word before... bloggers? okay, I 'll take your word for it -- one of those independent bloggers "covering" the campaign:

But Dupont-Diehl said the campaign will not bow to the Lieberman campaign's demand that Lamont cut any ties with Hamsher. "She's not part of the campaign staff," Dupont-Diehl said. "She's an independent blogger covering the race."

By "covering the race," apparently Dupont-Diehl means "directing promotional spots for the Lamont campaign."

Did I mention that?

Again, see pictures above. That's what they're doing there. Filming a commercial. With this blodder -- oops, blogger -- Jane Hamsher, who Ned Lamont doesn't know and who is just covering the campaign.

Like take this picture. Sure, they look all friendly and everything, like bosom chums together in a grand adventure. But if you know "the streets," as I do, you can see what Jane Hamsher is actually doing is flashing threatening gang-signs at Ned to keep him in line.

I mean, look, sure, there are lots and lots of photos of Ned Lamont with this perfect stranger Jane Hamsher, but what does that really prove, after all?

Yeah, I know, all the pictures show Jane Hamsher, a stranger off the street and in all ways unknown to Ned Lamont, directing Ned in a commercial, ordering him about, giving him suggestions about how to best get his message across. But that doesn't mean Ned knows her.

Because I can attest that such things do happen. Why, just the other day I was walking to the post office to shop for stamps -- not buy them, necessarily; just scout them out for quality and price -- and this random guy pops out of nowhere and sticks a cowboy hat on me and starts ordering me hither and yon as he's barking directions at me like "Sell it! Show me fierce! Give me raw sex, you sultry bitch!" while he's got me cavorting with a hopped-up lemur with a shaved ass and a surprisingly robust erection.

I don't know if he was filming a commercial. Or even if he actually had a camera. I assume there must have been one in the area; seems a lot of work to go through just to give me the best five minutes of my whole lousy life.

So anyway, yeah, I can see all that.

But then I don't get this:

"Nobody," Hamsher declared, more than once, "interfaces with the blogs like the Lamont people."

So... it seems someone on the Lamont staff knows what bloggers are, and how to "interface" with them.

Like interfacing with them while filming a commercial, for example.

I did say something about the commercial, right? And the pictures?

I don't know. It's all very confusing.

How many days do you wait to call a lemur? Anyone know? Is it the standard three, or is it accelerated because it's on lemur time?

Accelerated, right? Makes sense. I think I'll call Bobo now. Because, it's one thing to play it cool, but you have to express interest, right?

Tips about Ms. Hamsher's blog entry, and the screencap of Ned's face in dangerous proximity to the word "blog," to See-Dub, often posting at JunkYardBlog.

He also points out the second photo linked in comment five of her blog post is now deleted. I mean, the other two are there. Strange that the middle one just up and vanished, almost like it could be... I don't know, maybe used in a campaign commercial against Ned Lamont or something.

I've screencapped that page, by the way, just in case some sort of glitch should somehow remove the rest of this page from the internet.

I hope nothing else just accidentally vanishes from Ms. Hamsher's site. I wouldn't want her to lose any more important video and pictures from her blog.

But then, I'm always fretting over stuff like that. I can be such a worrier! Mr. Worries McWorryson, that's what people call me!

* Correction: I initially wrote that "Joey Short Ride" was a joke about the retarded. Preston, who seems to be familiar with Hamsher's, err, work, says it's not. Apparently in supporting hospitals' rights to refuse to dispense abortitive drugs, Lieberman said it wasn't a great imposition upon women needing it, as another hospital would be a "short ride" away. Which, you know, is true. And it's not as if getting Plan B is an emergency sort of thing which cannot be put off for even an hour.

At any rate, I was wrong about the meaning of the joke. It's just another brilliant Hamsherism along the lines of "Rape Gurney Joe."

As BumperStickerist always points out, that doesn't even make sense, as there are no "rape gurneys" in hospitals. Or anywhere, really.

posted by Ace at 02:02 AM

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