Look, I’m not usually much of a Fallon fan; he seems like a nice enough dude, but his late-night hosting routine runs a little lightweight. He plays a lot of goofy games with his guests: lip-syncing … that sort of thing. He’s fine, just not necessarily who I usually watch. But you know what? Last night Jimmy broke an important journalistic and gender barrier; he brought equality to this presidential election in a way we haven’t seen before. Because, no matter what women in the public eye do, the media loves to focus on their appearance as much as, if not more than, what they’re doing or saying. When it comes to Hillary Clinton, they’ve been flat out cruel:
Clinton went from looking like a myopic springer spaniel to looking like an aging rush captain.
and horribly condescending:
She’s softened her hair, wardrobe and makeup, and even seems to have abandoned her yuppie headband — all with the none-too-subtle intent of making her appear more maternal, domestic, average, likeable.
It was high time someone dove into the Trump hairtroversy and, by gum, Jimmy used his childlike charm and he did it.
In case you can’t watch video at work, or you simply can’t bring yourself to listen to a single word Trump says, here’s the important part:
Well, that’s beside the point. The important thing here is that Fallon broke journalistic precedent, equalized the presidential hairground, and has given a male candidate (I’m not shuddering, you’re shuddering! Er … okay, I’m shuddering) an idea of what it’s like to be a female in the public eye.