Sure, the Macaca incident was one of those like Deanâ€™s screech and Muskieâ€™s tears that rode an election into the graveâ€”not that the tears/screech/?? Would have been enough by themselves, but they were the straw that tipped the teetering public to one side, leaving the candidate riding his campaign like Rip Torn rode the bomb in Dr. Strangelove.
Personally, however, Iâ€™ve been treasuring the idea that the final nail in Allenâ€™s coffin for the Senate race was his ad that quoted snippets of Jim Webbâ€™s novels as proof that the man was a nasty, bloody-minded pervert. These are novels, dear, not manifestos.
And yes I know itâ€™s not all that simple, one ad or one weird possibly ethnic slur, but who cares? Anyway, it made me think about my own writing, the same way that hearing of arrests and deportations based on donations to dicey Islamic groups and books ordered online make me think about my own Schedule A donations and reference shelves: What have I written that, chopped out of context and given in screaming print, would condemn me to the nether reaches of humanity?
I suppose Iâ€™d lose the lesbian vote based on two characters saying they thought the idea of lesbian sex boring. Iâ€™d lose the right-wingers if anyone counted how many positive gay characters inhabit my books (I suspect they wouldnâ€™t care if the gays were the bad guys.) Can anyone out there think of LRK snippets that, given out of context, would condemn her to a few years in Purgatory (political or otherwise)?
Or maybe I’m just too chronically politically correct. We native Northern Californians are condemned by our good manners.