Tennessee’s back on the map
His name is Basil Marceaux. He’s a Republican gubernatorial candidate for Tennessee.
And then, sanity jumps headfirst out the window (I believe self-defenestration would be the technical term, the one the pros use—defenestration of course being defined as “the act of throwing someone or something out of a window,” and “awesome word”).
To paraphrase two wordsmithing heroes of mine, sometimes there’s a man. I wouldn’t say unquestionably mad, ’cause what’s unquestionably mad these days? But sometimes, there’s a man. And Basil Marceaux is the man for his time and place.
Well that, or Basil’s been huffing patio sealant again.
This man would have better served his candidacy by armpit-farting Arrested Development’s “Tennessee.” Basil Marceaux for governor is like saying my dog Mingus for governor. Mingus undeniably rocks, but he’s no governor. But bless his heart. I hope he wins.
After making it through that, you can’t help but wonder about this man’s aforementioned online presence—and I’m here to tell you, true to his interviewing form, Basil Marceaux’s website is like none other in the history of words. It’s an instant classic. But don’t take my word for it. Take Basil’s, or failing the time to do that, take Mr. Stephen Colbert’s (danke to my foe Daniel for shoving this under my nose).