EVERY FOUR YEARS, when I deliberate over who should get my vote for president, I ask myself one vital question: who cares about celebrity endorsements?
Celebrities, that’s who. If politics is showbiz for ugly people, then showbiz is politics for high school dropouts. Endorsing a candidate brings a reflected glory greater than a spotlight–who wouldn’t want to be best friends with the guy or who gal with the power to nuke the rest of the world? Unspoken is the ego factor: This candidate is worthy of me. Therefore, you peons shall know for whom to pull the lever. Over time, these endorsements become as ubiquitous as the Empire Carpet jingles and equally annoying.
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