#707 A Lame Name

What’s in a name? Who knows for sure? In the current presidential race, it makes for some interesting speculation. Just the sound and the cadence of syllables in the names evoke different feelings. And reactions.
Take Hillary. Almost no one wants to call her Senator Clinton. As if some nationwide consensus doesn’t allow folks to take a step down from President Clinton. Maybe the media just likes calling her Hillary because Hillary rolls off the tongue. But it’s plenty familiar for a presidential candidate.
You don’t here them calling Barack Barack.
Or take Mitt Romney. I once was exposed to the German language for a number of years. Mit with one ‘T’ is the German word for with. I’ll have my weinerschnitzel mit kartoffeln—meat with potatoes. So my presidential candidate Mit Romney makes me wonder what kind of a side dish Romney is.
Or I heard a guy they other day doing a credible Conehead’s imitation, saying over and over Mitt Mitt Mitt. Consume mass quantities Mitt Mitt Mitt.
Mitt, I hear, is short for Milton.
Yeah. I’d pick Mitt too.
Then there’s Huckabee. Did you ever ride your bicycle when you were a kid? And the wind was blowing in your face on a warm summer day. The weather was perfect and the sky was crystal clear, with that incredible blue you can only get in late June. You just wanted to shout for joy at all of God’s creation. You had an almost religious rapture of happiness, and your mouth was hanging open in a big old expansive wide-open grin.
And then a bee flew into your mouth right into your throat. What did you do then?
Huck a bee.
Or possibly hock a bee. In any event, rapture was forgotten in the face of trying not to choke to death.
And then there was the mass joy of a rock concert. And that seems to be what one of the candidates is bringing to his followers.
So much that he was able to, um, Barackus at the caucus not long ago.
And they’re starting to call his campaign rallies, Barack Concerts.
And everyone is shouting his campaign train is ready to Barack and roll...
America, ya gotta love it.