Pretty drew a line in the sand regarding television news following the 2016 election, a line which has stood with remarkably few breaches during the past four years. This boycott includes the presidential and vice presidential debates so I was watching the Veep debate alone in the den while Pretty scrolled Twitter in our bedroom last night.
Moderator Susan Page had her hands full with the candidates answering questions she hadn’t asked, not answering the questions she had, time violations, talking over, under and around each other – but Ms. Page plowed on with admirable determination. Not a perfect scenario, but definitely easier to hear than the presidential debate last week which hardly qualified as political discourse.
When the black fly landed on Pence’s white hair, I thought it was a real fly on my television screen. For a few seconds, I waited to see if it would move. Nope. Still there. I got up from my recliner and hurriedly swiped at the fly on the screen with a napkin. Nothing happened. The absurdity of the random moment got me tickled, and I started laughing while I stood waving my napkin in the air at the fly that had actually landed on the head of the vice president of the United States during a historic debate for the 2020 election.
Pretty, I yelled to my wife from our den, there’s a fly on Mike Pence’s hair!
What? Pretty yelled back.
I said there’s a black fly on Pence’s white hair, and it’s not moving, I shouted to her. I thought it was on the outside of our tv screen, I continued with a loud voice now mixed with laughter, but it’s a real fly on his head, and IT’S NOT MOVING. Quick – turn the tv on back there and look.
Nothing from Pretty and then this: no need to turn the tv on, she said with equally loud laughter, it’s all over Twitter now.
A star is born, I thought, as I clicked the remote to end the debate in our house and join Pretty in the bedroom. We were both still laughing as we drifted off to sleep.
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I watched, only so i could live Tweet, which became better once that Fly stepped in the Pence.
I voted this week and I am sooo ready for a change.
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It’s time for a change!! Past time. Thanks for all you do, Bob.
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The fly! In my family there’s a tradition of the Christmas Fly. My mom indoctrinated all her children. It’s a tale her maiden aunt’s taught her, however, none of my maternal cousins admit to this privileged information: A fly found in the house or barn between Thanksgiving and Christmas must not be killed. To do so risks a year of bad luck. I laughed so hard at Pence’s little visitor, deciding it was a messenger of hope, an early gift of good luck. Live long and prosper Debate Fly.
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*aunt
Also, my father totally bought into this. No flies died in our house at Christmas. My brothers and I still call each other if we spy a Christmas Fly, a call accompanied by peals of laughter.
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Hilarious!! Your family sounds like fun people!
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Love this, Ann!!! You made me laugh!!
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It made us laugh along with all the internet memes!
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Thanks! that was the idea…
On another note, you can imagine my happiness for Nadal to take the French. Over the moon.
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We were over the moon with the result!
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I love that Slow – I can see the whole thing playing out in my head!
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Girl, you know it’s the truth, too!
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