My favorite was green, and I swear…I could taste the “green.” But then again, Tang tasted “orange” when it was orange, and “super grape” when it was purple. I didn’t like red kool-aid, once equating it with a pre-adolescent bloodletting ritual, or a Dark Shadows-vampire cocktail (shaken, not stirred). We also used to pretend we were adults and would drink copious amounts of green, red, orange, and black cherry kool-aid, like we were drinking brandy or vodka. The truth is it may have been more dangerous for us to drink the kool-aid than the adult drink…now, when I think of all those years ingesting sugary dyed kool-aid into my bloodstream, I wonder how I have survived.
So, when a projected future political rock star accuses another political heavy of being drunk from drinking the kool-aid, we could say that political rock star is reaching back into childhood for a comeback akin to “I know you are, but what am I?” What possesses grown men to do such things?
If you are Ted Cruz, future Republican sensation, you can use a phrase like “he drunk the kool-aid” to describe Mr. Obama’s twenty-three straight executive binge-orders, and still look “cool.” The congressman must remember similar childhood memories of sugary oblivion. Why else would he say that Barak Obama is “drunk on his own power,” having “drunk the kool-aid?”
It is obviously a good thing that Mr. Obama did not drink the grape kool-aid, I am hoping Michelle did not either…unless it makes her change school lunches…for the better.