People seem to be saying a lot of strange things these days.
Democratic gubernatorial candidate Jerry Brown allegedly compared Meg Whitman’s campaign tactics to that of Nazi propagandist Joseph Goebbels during a quick “stop and chat” with a San Francisco blogger.
The conversation was not recorded.
“It’s like Goebbels,” referring to Hitler’s notorious Minister of Propaganda. “Goebbels invented this kind of propaganda. He took control of the whole world. She wants to be president. That’s her ambition, the first woman president. That’s what this is all about.”
Again, the conversation was not recorded like some recent ill-timed declarations, but given the Internet’s growing ability to spread rumors and exaggerate situations (For instance: Russell Crowe’s non-death), it seems like a wise decision to avoid making any sort of Holocaust references, especially while on the campaign trail.
That sort of talk these days is fuel for any trigger-happy blogger.
Read more about the encounter with Brown at Sovern Nation:
I ran into Jerry Brown the other day. Or, rather, he ran into me. Literally.
I was out for a bike ride in the Oakland hills and stopped at Redwood Regional Park to fill up my water bottle. Suddenly, up jogs Jerry, in his sweats, chugging along the trail. As he caught his breath and got some water from the fountain, I said hello. He recognized me but couldn’t remember my name, something that has happened many times between us over the past 25 years. I reintroduced myself, and he asked me if I was still at KCBS. I said I was, and complimented him on his impressive fitness for a man of 72. He’d run perhaps a mile and a half from his house on Skyline Boulevard.