While I was back in Maryland this weekÂ for my wedding, I noticed something that somehow escaped my mind the past couple months: presidentialÂ campaignÂ ads.
Slippery, gross little things, they are.
During Tuesday night’s Heat-Celtics game, every commercial break was full of them, up to five in a row at one point. Obama would trot out a blind steelworker, then Romney would find someone with a club foot who doesn’t think their club foot would much care for Obamacare. The Post has a running map/graphic that shows each campaign’s TV spending, andÂ Texas is one of only seven states with zero presidential TV ads.
That fact doesn’t matter until you watch TV in a metro-area that’s had $63 million worth of them dumped into its collective living room.Â Â¡Viva el estado rojo!