The New York Times laments the fact today that today’s presidential candidates are sharing too much information about themselves.
Barack Obama gets morning breath. Elizabeth Edwards felt her rib pop during some good loving with her husband, John. And Rudolph W. Giuliani, by the testimony of no less than his third wife, is a really-high-testosterone guy.
Must we go there?
Too Much Information is a concept rarely honored in modern presidential politics. In a YouTube, cellphone photo, I’m-posting-it-on-the-Web world, no secret is safe, no taboo assumed, no limit observed. If a candidate, a grumpy spouse or a resentful second cousin once removed is foolish enough to talk about it — whatever “it” happens to be — that banality is pretty much guaranteed to be broadcast worldwide and discussed on a thousand blogs.
Or in 1,000-word pieces for the paper of record.
The Times piece seems to revel in its own irony. It details revelations about Obama’s dirty socks, Giuliani’s testosterone, and Elizabeth Edwards’ rib (apparently, it was injured during sex), and then complains that we shouldn’t know any of this.
“This sort of diary tell-all has gotten so out of control,” said Susan K. Abrams, owner of Political Icon, an image development company. “These details are not that fabulously interesting.”
I couldn’t agree more. Given that the NYT has run lengthy reports on Hillary Clinton’s cleavage and John Edwards’ hair, are we to assume that today’s piece is something of a mea culpa? That trivial revelations about candidates’ personal lives won’t get lengthy treatments from the paper anymore?