Ted Nugent’s making some news this week for saying he wanted Obama beheaded and implying he might just try to do it if the President wins a second term. For you younger whippersnappers, Nugent was a great guitar player in the 70s and, like most people in his generation, he did not want to be drafted and killed in Vietnam (Nor does any sane person blame him for that in the least). Back then he used to brag about his novel solution to stay clear of military service:
(Schlussel) — But Nugent wanted no part of Vietnam. He claims that 30 days before his draft board physical, he stopped all forms of personal hygiene. The last 10 days, he ingested nothing but Vienna sausages and Pepsi; and a week before his physical, he stopped using bathrooms altogether, virtually living inside pants caked with his own excrement, stained by his urine.
Now, whether he actually shit and pissed himself for days to get out of the draft is unknown. He was in the entertainment business after all and at the time it made a great story, it played great with Nugent’s hippie-stoner fanbase, representing not just contempt for the ancestral movement of todays authoritarian right-wing, but actually forcing their hated draft board surrogates to deal with excrement in your fascists faces! Power to the People! Make love not war!
Nugent is still in the entertainment business, but he plays to a very different crowd now, and a much smaller one at that: the far right. That requires a whole different spiel of course, and he has one at the ready: to listen to middle-aged, senior-citizen Ted Nugent, he is and always has been tough manly warrior, a man’s man, ready to fight his nation’s battles over there or stand his ground and fire over here. He never addresses his shit-myself-draft-dodging scheme or any of the other hippie-ass things he did, nowadays he just rants about wanting to shoot anything that moves including democrats.
I’m not sure who Nugent’s near miraculous ideological makeover is a bigger knock on, the shameless self promoter himself or the rabid crowds he so easily seduces. And it’s too bad, because he could have done so much good.