In college, my Buffy-watching buddies and I used to play the cast-our-friends-as-Buffy-characters game. I’d usually end up as either Faith, the slayer who went to the dark side, or Glory, the evil goddess from Hell. I’m convinced this was partly due to physical resemblance (both are brunettes, and Glory has curls), and partly due to the fact that two of the guys playing the game were former lovers with itty bitty bitter streaks. (Hey, it could’ve been worse. One of ’em kept casting his current girlfriend as Drusilla, the vampire who was both evil and bat-shit insane.) Either way, I didn’t mind much.
I was recently reminded of this game when a friend sent me a link to this blog post comparing GOP presidential candidates to Buffy villains, with striking accuracy (way better than we managed while at Reed). Now I just wish someone would do the same for the Dems.
And even more importantly, I can’t wait for the day we get a Willow in office.
(As for who I think I would be? I’m not sure, but I really hope it’s not Dawn.)