One Sentence Observation On Ron DeSantis' Presidential Campaign Announcement

I hope DeSantis chokes worse than Jeb Bush and Marco Rubio.

Second Sentence Update 6:40 PM EDT: Oh ye gods, the Twitter announcement effort is reportedly turning into a techie nightmare, with metaphoric karma, and lots of crash and burn, with follow-up links to be edited in later.

Third Sentence Update 9:55 PM EDT: There's several Internet snark-reports out there with Boing Boing's headline DeSantis's Twitter Campaign Launch Suffers Rapid Unscheduled Disassembly being the funniest to describe how inept the whole start-up had been, when you think about how a better-planned organization would have tested audience capacity for an online event to avoid embarrassing crashes like this one.

Another Update to provide more Schadenfreude about this disaster: There's always Alexandra Petri at the Washington Post able to provide the appropriate descriptives about how badly this campaign launch went over (behind paywall):

This was the funniest thing Elon Musk has ever done.

Imagine that you are transported to the most awkward telemeeting of your life. And then imagine it is being broadcast to a half-million or so people, a number that keeps causing the meeting app to implode, until the crowd finally dwindles and gives up, and when the meeting finally restarts in another spot, you are left with a fraction of the original attendees.

And now imagine you are Ron DeSantis and this is your presidential campaign announcement.

Calling Wednesday night’s event “the most awkward telemeeting of your life” does not do the awkwardness justice. It was one of those calls where you both keep talking at the same time and then stopping. It was a butt dial from your mother. It was the voice broadcast equivalent of a car spontaneously bursting into flames — something with which I guess co-host Musk has some experience...

First there were several long minutes of silence. Then came the microphone feedback. Then there were some murmurs about the need to get started. More silence. Then came a routine, uninspiring introduction from a man named David. Then, mid-sentence, sudden silence. This failure repeated. And then, after more disjointed muttering, there came the hold music. Hold music! Then the hold music stopped. Bringing us... more silence...

That is to say, THE IDEAL PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGN LAUNCH! Peak performance! Nothing about this was bad. Objectively. I cannot think of a better way to launch any kind of campaign, short of crashing through a window wearing only a bathrobe (on fire) and immediately being swallowed by an alligator. Well, maybe you could also be suing Disney for unclear reasons...

Actually Alexandra, DeSantis is fighting Disney because DeSantis is a bullying bitch, but I digress.

Not since the Titanic — but the Titanic at least had a successful launch. Ditto, the Hindenburg. They had other problems.

STILL TOO SOON, ALEXANDRA. Seriously. I'm still not over Macho Grande...

It truly felt as though DeSantis had forgotten that people outside his echo chamber exist. And maybe, in his America, they won’t! But first he treated us to an actual echo chamber, complete with a weird echo (I forgot to mention the weird echo!) and microphone feedback.

This is the quality of service DeSantis brought to Florida and threatens to bring to the rest of the United States.

It'd be hilarious if it didn't point to utter destruction, either by DeSantis' own hand or donald trump's.