Twinsies

I am not a political analyst, nor is the aim of this blog to investigate politics in any informed way. Though I won't deny George Bush and Tony Blair's bromance may have something to do with U.S. hegemony, such speculation is, for my purposes, Beside the Point.

What really grabs me is the absolute quintessence of these men's bromantic dyad, their utter synchronicity, their rich private language. They are both complements and equivalents of each other. It's the stuff of Gus van Sant films. I mean, look at them. If you folded this photo hamburger-style, the two halves would probably coalesce and transmute into a jet ski. I doubt the NATO summit even supplied those water bottles.

This is not a value judgment. This is not at all a matter of subjectivity. It is the Truth. They are the Platonic Idea of Bromance, the kind of Idea that Makes it OK to Capitalize Things that would not Usually be Capitalized. Separately, I find these two kind of lumpish and ugly. I cannot divorce them from their reputations. Together, though, they are Something Else. They give me the cuddles.