Everyone loves panda bears.
I’ve been known as “Panda Bear” or “Panda” ever since high school. Apparently, all the females on the school paper staff (of which I was not a member, by the way) one day exclaimed that with my slanty eyes and circular face, I looked very much like a panda. Since it was a gaggle of girls with whom I was dealing, I chose to ignore the borderline racist and chubby-ist logic and dutifully accepted my new nickname. Over time, I grew into it. Literally. In college, I pigged out on dorm food and added enough dough on my frame that, whenever I went into People’s Park and started chewing on bamboo, strangers would actually walk up to me, wanting to take a picture with what they thought was an actual panda walking the streets of downtown Berkeley.
I bring this up now because I’m listening to a fuckin’ great song by a band that’s already gotten a ton of online publicity. Since I made the life-changing switch to Mac last fall, I’ve gotten to play with a load of cool Mac-only apps, which led me to Peel (music blog reader), which lead me to…Panda Bear.
Ok, so this isn’t remotely close to being a music blog, and I don’t come remotely close to someone who can intelligently write about music…or, intelligently write about anything, for that matter. But don’t listen to me, refer to the band’s video yourself:
Everyone loves panda bears. I’ve gotten many e-mail forwards from co-workers and friends alike that include insanely cute pictures of pandas like the one below. On this site, the most liked to pages are the ones with the panda my family adopted for a year. Some copies of those pics are now sitting comfortably as the background of more than a few teenage girls’ Myspace pages.
Everyone loves panda bears. Thus, by the communicative transitive property of mathematics, everyone loves me. And, well…they should.
Everyone loves panda bears. But not everyone loves Hillary Clinton. Or, as this Wonkette post suggests, Pander Bear. Because she panders for votes.
“They’re forcing some poor underpaid sap to don a panda suit and harass the senator at various events. The joke is that she’s willing to “pander” for votes … get it? Because panda sounds like pander, and that’s a pun, and Americans love puns and pandas and hate Hillary.”
She’s referring to Republicans, of course. Which is OK, since, after all, everyone hates Republicans.
