John Sidney McCain's inner hellhound

By GottaLaff

Peggy Noonan is all about letting your inner beast hang out... to win elections, that is. Get out your whips:

Let McCain be McCain. Get him in the papers being who he is, get people looking at his real nature. [Laffy Note: link] Maybe then they'll start taking him seriously when he talks policy. [...]

The most interesting thing about Mr. McCain has always been the delight he takes in a certain unblinkered candor. There is also the antic part of his nature, his natural wit, his tropism toward comedy. All this was captured wonderfully by Mark Leibovich last February in the New York Times. Mr. McCain had taken the lead in the primaries and had gone from being "one of the most disruptive forces in his party" to someone playing it safe. In an airplane interview he said things like, "There is a process in place that will formalize the methodology." Then he couldn't help it, he became McCain:

"[He] volunteered that Brooke Buchanan, his spokeswoman who was seated nearby and rolling her eyes, 'has a lot of her money hidden in the Cayman Islands' and that she earned it by 'dealing drugs.' Previously, Mr. McCain had identified Ms. Buchanan as 'Pat Buchanan's illegitimate daughter,' 'bipolar,' 'a drunk,' 'someone with a lot of boyfriends,' and 'just out of Betty Ford.'"

What an imp! So much wit, where has it all been hiding? That sly fox.

Was he talking about Brooke Buchanan or his own wife?

That's my boy. That's the McCain his friends love, McCain unplugged. The fall will be dead serious. At this point why not be himself, be human? Let him refind his inner rebel, the famous irreverent maverick, let the tiger out of the cage. It won't solve everything but it will help obscure some other problems.

Rawr!

I have to admit, it would help obscure some other problems. He'd be so overwhelmed trying to reshackle that hellhound, there would be no time left for things like bomb-bomb-bombing and drill-drill-drilling.