Sometimes middle-aged befuddlement is a blessing in disguise.
For example, whenever I hear discussion of Obama's attempt to bribe Joe Sestak into not running against Arlen Specter in the primary, I am transported back to childhood days and the mid-70s TV series Land of the Lost. Sestak looks and sounds an awful lot like Sleestak, especially when pronounced by someone else who remembers the TV series and has never quite banished the lizardy green Sleestaks (three of which are pictured above) from their nightmares.
So what might have ended up another indignant rant against the megalomaniac manchild currently in residence at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue becomes, instead, a brief period of happy recollection. Hands over ears, la la la, how long until January 2013?