By now you’ve probably seen the ad featuring Michael J. Fox (if not, click here). As you probably know, Fox is a Parkinson’s sufferer, so it likely comes as little surprise that he supports a candidate who favors stem cell research over one who does not. In fact, this is so clear a case of enlightened self-interest that I really don’t quite grasp Hugh Hewitt’s dark insinuations of a hidden agenda:
There’s a new Michael J. Fox ad on stem cell research that supports Claire McCaskill’s campaign. Click over and watch it. It will take you only 30 seconds, and I promise I’ll still be here when you get back.
Will you, Hugh? What about that time I wanted to pop into Williams Sonoma for five minutes just to grab a new egg whisk and you promised you’d be waiting at the bench across from the One Potato Two? You broke my heart, Hugh.
By way of response, let me first say that I think almost any kind of ad in support of a political campaign is fair game.
Less fair, but safer game are political ads showcasing short men with severe neurological disorders, because it’s much less likely that they’ll later buttonhole you in the Pump Room and punch you in the solar plexus until you vomit breast of pheasant and a split of Pouilly-Fuisse all over your wingtips.
If a candidate goes too far, the public will punish him or her.
“…I recommend forcing the candidate to wear the ballet boots and a three-strap penis cage. Mistress well proved their curative powers the last time I stepped out of line. In fact, add an uncomfortably tight latex scrotum snood and a couple of alligator clips on the man-boobs, and you’d see a renaissance of civility and bi-partisanship that would shock you like a cattleprod to the colon. But I digress.”
So while I find the Michael J. Fox ad crass, tasteless, exploitative and absurd, I fully support Claire McCaskill’s right to shoot herself in the foot.
Right. While Rush’s assertion that Fox was faking his symptons in order to garner sympathy can only be regarded as a high five-worthy coup of informed commentary.
The most distasteful aspect of the ad is the way it exploits Michael J. Fox’s physical difficulties. Fox is an actor, and clearly knew what he was doing when he signed up for the spot - no victim points for him for having been manipulated by the McCaskill campaign. The ad’s aim is to make us feel so bad about Fox’s condition that logical debate is therefore precluded. You either agree with Fox, or you sadistically endorse his further suffering as Fox accuses Jim Talent of doing.
Hugh has apparently peeked over at Ann Coulter’s Composition Blue Book, since this reeks of her belief that anyone who confronts Republicans with the results of their ideological extremism represents a violation of the rules of war, since right wing pundits “aren’t allowed to respond.” How dare Michael J. Fox have Parkinson’s in public? How dare he support politicians who believe in funding research that may one day relieve his symptons. How are you supposed to argue with that? It’s not like those clumps of eight frozen cells in a petrie dish are gonna get off their lazy nuclei and shoot a counter-ad. In Hugh’s day, palsied cripples stayed in their rooms and wasted away with dignity, or at least kept their heads down and their mouths shut in public in the hopes that — at best — people wouldn’t notice their shameful condition, and — at worst — would mistake them for Joe Cocker.
And what’s all this crap about “The ad’s aim is to make us feel so bad about Fox’s condition that logical debate is therefore precluded”? I apologize if I’ve missed a great Fundamentalist Spockfest at some point, but so far the “logical” arguments against stem cell research seem to begin and end with the premise that frozen blastocytes, floating in the nurturing, womb-like confines of a Petrie dish, have an immortal soul to go along with their freezer burn. This assertion may be many things — poetic, profound, intensely creepy — yet “logical” wouldn’t seem to top the list. If that’s the sum total of their rational argument, then I would hazard to say Hugh and the other faithful are venerating the wrong trinity. They’d probably get more bang for their tithe by worshipping The Father (Clarence Birdseye), the Son (Julius Richard Petrie), and the Holy Ghost Rider (Nicholas Cage).
This is demagoguery analogous to the pernicious and pathetic chickenhawk argument. The whole “chickenhawk” logic is that only people who have served in the military are entitled to have an opinion on military matters. Thus, the ideas of non-veterans don’t warrant a hearing and thus don’t need rebutting.
Actually, Hugh, I think that’s the plot of Starship Troopers. The chickenhawk argument, as I understand it, is that men like Bush and Cheney, who avoided harzardous service in their youth, should have the minimal decency to hesitate before sending today’s young people into a similar quagmire. Additionally, it holds that people who are currently of military age (Jonah, put down that HoHo, I’m looking at you) and who agitate in support of a war of choice have a moral obligation to support that war with more than a pro forma shake of the pom poms.
While Michael J. Fox (like me) has some skin in the stem cell game
Let’s all pause, bow our heads, and observe a moment of silence in honor of Hugh’s stillborn witticism.
…that most people don’t, that doesn’t give him any special appreciation of the moral issues involved with embryonic stem cell research. Sick people may want cures and treatments more than the healthy population, but that doesn’t make them/us experts on morality.
Yeah, sick people have no skin in the morality game. Which is why Jesus was so often seen hitching up the hem of his robes and scurrying to cross the street whenever he had the misfortune to stumble over the lame or the leperous.
The ad’s disingenuousness also merits consideration. While Fox mentions “stem cell research,” the word “embryonic” is strangely lacking. Given that the entire debate centers on the ethics and morality of embryonic stem cell research, this omission is noteworthy.
Would it be disingenuous to point out that not all stem cell research involves embryonic stem cells? Probably. But that still doesn’t relieve Democrats of their obligation to use the terms of debate as defined by Hugh. If this sort of thing isn’t nipped in the bud, the next thing you know, people will be using the medical term “intact dilation and extraction,” just because it was coined by a physician, instead of “partial birth abortion,” which as everyone knows is the correct term, because it was coined by a congressman from Florida.
AS FAR AS FOX IS CONCERNED, I feel bad for him. The ad is shot to carefully record the sounds of the spasticity brought on by his condition. It’s gut-wrenching to see the star in such a condition.
Hear that, Mr. Spastic? Hugh doesn’t forgive you, but he does pity you.
But it’s strange that Fox has so eagerly bought the promises of the stem cell research community. If Fox thinks that stem cell research offers him (or me) hope, he’s mistaken. Stem cell research, both embryonic and otherwise, right now represents nothing more than a promising theory.
“I still can’t get over how people repeatedly fall for that whole “electricity” sham. Sure, incandescent lighting is a promising theory, but I really think we should pull the funding, because if burning olive oil was good enough for our Lord and Savior, it ought to be good enough to run our computers.”
If it bears fruit, and that’s a huge “if”, it will likely do so too late to benefit Fox, me, and our contemporaries. In spite of the silky rhetoric of John Edwards-type politicians, dramatic medical innovations come slowly and take decades to pan out, not months.
“So there’s no point in getting the research started now, because even if it does pan out, it’ll be too late to help me. Whereas if I continue to demagogue the issue, I’ll get real world political benefits in the here and now. So screw you, Future Spazzes!”
One last note on Michael J. Fox. Unlike Fox, I’ve been a sick person all my life.
Must….resist…cheap…shot…!
Like most sick people who try to define their lives by something other than their illness, I’ve always recoiled at pity and even sympathy.
“Of course, I’m not above abusing someone for using a personal tragedy to illuminate a larger social issue and then turning around and milking my own misfortune in an effort to immunize myself against any criticism my callousness might arouse.”
Personally, I find there to be something extremely disquieting about the way Fox has chosen to use his condition to bully voters into feeling bad for him and thus support his political positions.
It’s almost as if President Bush invited the widows of first responders to backdrop one of his political speeches, or used the badge of a dead police officer as a prop during a State of the Union speech, then took it back to the White House and used it to try to decode the secret messages from Ovaltine.
Speaking of disingenuous, Hugh, do you really want to pretend that using an emotional response to drum up support for your policies is illegitimate? Because that shoves the last five or six years of Republican politicking out onto some rather thin ethical ice.
People know when they’re being manipulated.
”And I wish they’d stop, because this is the only playbook I’ve got, and it’s just…not…WORKING!”
This ad with its heavy-handed emphasis on Fox’s suffering will succeed in making Fox an object of sympathy and pity, but because of its naked crassness, it will not be a political success.
“…at least not if Clarence Birdseye answers my prayers.”
As for Claire McCaskill, who has chosen to conclude her campaign in this manner, she will get no sympathy or pity from these quarters. Only contempt.
The fact that your quarters are bare of compassion and empathy don’t exactly come as a news flash, Hugh. But I gotta admire the way you cleaned Wal*Mart out of their 5 gallon tubs of contempt.
UPDATE: As TS of Tristram-Shandy points out, Hugh’s Townhall column, was actually written by his acolyte, Dean Barnett. Which I should have known, since Dean (who suffers from cystic fibrosis) is the go-to guy whenever Hugh and his posse need to dash a little cold water on the embers of condolence. So Hugh picked a spokesperson who, in Ann Coulter’s words, we’re “not allowed to respond to,” in order to complain that Claire McCaskill picked a spokesperson Hugh isn’t allowed to respond to.
Anyway, I was angry and leaped into the fray without doublechecking the byline. And I should have known better, since Dan has previously floated several of the more reprehensible points above. On August 25, in a piece titled “The Stem Cell Hustle,” Dan wrote in Hugh’s column:
AND THAT’S WHERE THE EXAGGERATED promise of the stem cell debate comes in. Virtually every doctor or researcher you talk to, and I’ve talked to a bunch, agrees that stem cell research holds out great promise for the future. It’s an avenue they’d love to see explored. It’s also a new science, and one that if it bears fruits, won’t likely do so for quite some time.
And apparently he had a gripe against Michael J. Fox long before the McCaskill ad, since he wrote in the same piece:
Pushed along by political interests who relish the chance to devalue the fetus, stem cell therapy has come to represent a panacea for the hopeless and the ignorant who understandably choose false hope over no hope. But, you have to wonder, what level of awareness do Michael J. Fox and Ronald Reagan Jr. have about the cause they so relentlessly tout?
Anyway, since this is at least the second time Hugh has allowed Dan to use his column to tell tomorrow’s victims of catastrophic disease to Suck It, I’ve decided not to rewrite this post, on the logical assumption that Bartlett’s words reflect the opinions of the management.