The internet is a wonderful thing. You can find practically anything you want,
unless it's safe, simple and legal. And lo and behold, just in time for the
final furlongs of the American presidential primary horserace, this author has
come across the 'American political speech master template'.
Here are some excerpts from the Winner's Acceptance Speech. The author's
commentary appears in brackets. Also, in italics
at various places are
thoughts that likely occur to the speechmaker. The speechmaker is advised not to
"WELL, HELLO NEBRASKA"
(Or Wyoming, or Connecticut. Hint: take as slip of notepaper or room service
menu from your hotel room to remind you where you are).
"I'VE ALWAYS THOUGHT THE PEOPLE OF NEBRASKA WERE AS SMART AS LOBSTERS"
(This is an example of a slip up: use a regionally appropriate reference: "as
smart as cornstalks" would work better). I could have paid off the mortgage on every family farm in this goddam state
with all the money you people made me spend to get through your thick heads.
"AND TONIGHT THEY'VE SHOWN JUST WHAT THEY'RE MADE OF" Love the ambiguity in that line.
'BUT FIRST OF ALL I'D LIKE TO THANK ALL THE VOLUNTEERS WHO WORKED SO HARD ON
MY CAMPAIGN, GOING DOOR TO DOOR AND SENDING OUR MESSAGE TO THE FOLKS WHO
And they'll all be sitting round the coffee shops again spitting hayseeds when
the campaign's over. This is probably the biggest thing that ever happened to
"AND OF COURSE I OWE IT ALL TO MINDY" Cold sweat: it is Mindy, isn't it?
(Best not to say 'my wife Mindy', just in case you are in relationship
(At this point, audience breaks out into cheers of "MINDY, MINDY, MINDY": you
embrace Mindy, then look for a nearby child to hoist. Not recommended for
children under 2 or over 14).
"I'D LIKE TO THANK MY OPPONENTS FOR RUNNING A CLEAN, HARD CAMPAIGN"
(Shows magnanimity and nobility of purpose) Suckers: thank goodness they didn't run a campaign like mine.
WHEN I CALLED PRESIDENT MOMBARITOBYBNUTS THIS MORNING TO DISCUSS THE
(Pick any obscure African nation. Nobody says you actually talked to him. Shows
you are a statesman like president in waiting with a firm grasp of world issues)
"...AND AS I WILL TELL WOLF BLITZER WHEN I APPEAR ON CNN TONIGHT..."
(Shows the audience you are a hot commodity) I can't wait to smile condescendingly at that self important little twerp
"...I WANT TO GIVE AMERICA A KNOCKOUT PUNCH"
(Repeat the campaign theme, which should be on posters festooning the room,
with website reference) I'm so sick of that line. How many of these stupid primaries are left?
SO IT'S ON TO IDAHO, WHILE WE BUILD MOMENTUM THAT IS GOING TO TAKE US OVER
( Elevate both arms in classic Nixon/Churchill gesture. Cue confetti and
inspirational rock music. Move slowly out of room. Before leaving stage, pick a
person at random and stop to point at them with a look of delighted recognition.
Imagine yourself in a state of controlled ecstasy).
I'll even drive the chuck wagon, just get me out of Nebraska tonight.
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