Drivel/Braunnose Daily Double
If you don’t like Nickelback, buzz off. Go read Ulysses or watch a Woody Allen movie with all the other snobs.
The rest of us are sick and tired of Canada’s greatest band being abused as a pawn and a punchline, even in the U.S. Republican race.
At a weekend rally for frontrunner Donald Trump, some joker stood front and centre with a sign that sneered, “Trump Likes Nickelback.”
A Trump heavy moved quickly to Nickelblock the dude, whoever he was. Lone wolf, or plant?
Similar protests have dogged the campaign of Trump’s closest rival. “Ted Cruz Likes Nickelback” keeps greeting the senator’s campaign bus.
But even Democrat pols are targets. Chicago Mayor Rahm Emanuel had to tweet an indignant denial after a striking teacher accused him of liking Nickelback.
But in hoity-toity circles, it is an insult to accuse one of liking Nickelback.
They’ve sold more than 50 million albums with songs you likely heard in the background during your last bar brawl. Songs like Rockstar, and Something In Your Mouth. Simple, growly, loud and lewd. Songs that make aficionados of Leonard Cohen spew their cappuccino.
Success is always the best retort to an insult. Trump, a billionaire with hit TV shows and a hot wife, knows this better than anybody.
The effete elites hated Rob Ford, yet his popularity numbers defied all of his coke-addled attempts to kibosh them. They hate Trump, too, yet he has a good shot at the White House. His numbers go up every time the entitled, beautiful people squawk about him.
Ford, Trump, Nickelback. Champions of silent majorities, all, in their ways. It’s an immutable law of poli-physics: If the snobs despise you, you’ll sell like gangbusters.
–Mike Strobel, Toronto Sun, Jan. 12, 2016.