My point about the New Yorker not wanting to really parody the hick racists who think Obama a terrorist Muslim and Michelle an angry black radical because it's not profitable is proven this weekend. The biggest comedy this weekend—probably the biggest film this week— will be the film Swing Vote, about the fate of a presidential election hinging on a white southern, uninformed, male voter. Instead of parody or satire about this group, we get Jimmy Stewart-like feel-good cinema about the lovability of this segment of America. i.e. We don't want to upset the apple cart or the money train or the true symbols of America. That's it. I'm done on the cover issue.
