Last updated on 2014.10.22
A couple weeks ago, Kevin Woster wondered when Larry Pressler's friend Kevin Schieffer would throw some money toward his old boss's U.S. Senate candidacy.
Go get 'em, boss. I say this as a devoted Weiland supporter: you may have just heard the best battle cry of the South Dakota election. Add the gentle tones, the nostalgia—and oh my gosh, the 80's hair!—and you have a beautiful if absolutely substanceless response to every possible critique that anyone might launch against Pressler. Rick Weiland can say Pressler is weak against Big Oil and weak on Social Security; Mike Rounds can say Pressler will back President Obama's liberal policies; Gordon Howie can say Pressler ate too much Camembert in Paris. Pressler can just flash this ad like a snazzy fake ID at the club: Go ahead and make those negative ads! They just prove what a nice guy I am!
Arrggh! That's not debate! That's bunnies and babies and getting people to vote because their hearts flutter!
Dang... and that's a pretty smart use of $200,000 in a race where voters' heads may be spinning from acrimony and acronyms.
Told tonight of Schieffer's investment in his campaign, Pressler blurted, "Oh God, that's awfully nice." When he recovers from that shock, Pressler can turn to Stuart Rothenberg, who opined Wednesday that the mostly unanswered GOP and Dem attacks on Pressler "appear to have worked," and channel Captain Steven Hiller in Independence Day and shout, "I ain't heard no fat lady!"