Posted on | December 30, 2013 | 17 Comments
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) December 30, 2013
Back when I was working the national desk at the Washington Times, I’d read Ace of Spades and say, “Wow. That looks like fun. He’s writing about politics and making dirty jokes. I could do that.”
So after I actually quit my job and started blogging, Ace’s inspiration was alway there. R.D. Brewer takes us on a trip via the Wayback Machine to the AOSHQ Primitive Era, before he got all respectable and shit.
George W. Bush was in the White House, Republicans controlled both houses of Congress, Howard Dean was running around Iowa as if he were a Serious Contender, and it was safe to ridicule Democrats while making masturbation jokes.
Good times, my friends, good times.
Alas, Karl Rove’s Permanent Republican Majority proved to be not quite so permanent, and the Era of Grim Seriousness has overtaken us. Ace still manages to crack a joke now and then, but we’ll probably never return to the carefree days of yore.
Overwhelmed with bittersweet nostalgia? You can go read 2004’s “Ace’s Generic Walk-Thru For Every Video Game You’ve Ever Played,” or the 2007 classic, “Howard Fineman Has Nothing to Say So He Gets Falling Down Drunk and Gushes about Barack Obama,” and laugh so hard you’ll piss your pants, but once you’re sitting there in a warm puddle of your own urine . . . then what?
See what I’m talking about here? Even if you were Ace of Spades and had consistently written the funniest shit on the Web for the past 10 fucking years, that’s all in the past and is of no use whatsoever in dealing with today or tomorrow. Hell, no, you’ve got to get up in the morning — just like every morning for the past 3,650 days — and try to think up some new funny shit to say about the latest silly D-vs.-R controversy in Washington about which, if the truth were known, you probably don’t even really care very much.
Look back 10 years and then look ahead and say to yourself, “Is this all there is? Am I going to be doing this until the day I die?”
The real miracle of AOSHQ is that he hasn’t yet been overwhelmed by existential dread. You should probably go hit his tip jar.