By midafternoon, both campaigns were in full battle cry and sought to portray the other candidate as living an ostentatious lifestyle. Both campaigns called reporters, rushed out scathing TV attack ads, unveiled new websites and unleashed surrogates. McCain, who huddled with advisors at his desert compound in Sedona, Ariz., said nothing in public. A nine-car motorcade took him to a nearby Starbucks early in the morning, where he ordered a large cappuccino. McCain otherwise avoided reporters.
Wait, wait....I thought only Democrats were latte-sipping elitists. OK, so it was a cappuccino. I'm not exactly up to speed on the semiotics of liberal elitism. Is a cappuccino more of an "regular guy" kind of beverage? Is it the iceberg lettuce, the hot dog, of espresso drinks?