Saturday, September 19, 2009
And here I thought moving back to civilization meant the end of stories like this. Wrong. Flipping through the channels last night and all I heard on the local news was this: “McMahon running for Senate.” WHOA. Awesome. Fuck civility. Now we’re gonna have metal chair fights on the floor to decide deadlocked votes.
Not so fast.
The McMahon running against Christopher Dodd is Vince’s wife Linda. But that’s okay. This means that Vince can once again take the reigns as CEO of the WWE. And not a moment too soon. Why? Well, I’m not really sure. I haven’t followed wrestling in a long time, even though I did interview once for a CD gig at WWE headquarters. (Surreal? Oh, you have no idea.)
But, someone must have been up to no good in the ranks, right? It’s wrestling! Next to the Late Guiding Light, there’s no greater American Soap opera. Except maybe politics.
Everyone afraid of Sarah Palin’s He-Man in the White House should consider that if Linda wins, guess who’s a few steps away now...
Posted 12:45 PM