World's Greatest Political Ad

We like to bring you good things here. Things that make your day a little brighter. Allow me to present Mr. Jeff Wagner and what might be the greatest political campaign ad of all time. Jeff is running for Mayor and he wants Minneapolis to wake the eff up.



Now, you all know right away that this is amazing and that Mr. Wagner is already the honorary Mayor of our hearts. However, I don't want to simply leave it at that. I want to break down every element of this commercial so it may be irrefutably declared the World's greatest political ad.

  • An alluring lady lets us know what she's looking for in a Mayor.
  • The young lady apparently thinks she's done with this commercial and decides to check her phone. But, unbeknownst to her, something emerges from the lake behind her... like glistening Neptune, chiseled from the rocks of the sea floor.
  • I'm sure Jeff had Casino Royale in mind when he dreamt up this shot; oh, but he pulls it off better than Daniel Craig ever could.
  • As he gets closer, we notice the future Mayor of Minneapolis is holding something in his hand... It's a coffee mug. The man was drinking his coffee underwater!
  • Wagner steps up beside the young woman; an answer to her political prayer. Without a word, only a coy smile, he hands her his mug. Her place is not to question why and she does not.
  • The lady disappears and Jeff cuts right to the point of why he's come to bless the surface dwellers.
  • Let's take a time out to appreciate the fact that Mr. Wagner is not wearing swim trunks. He has no need. Underwear are the working man's swim trunks and all of us toiling in the middle class can appreciate that.
  • The message: We the people don't decide who we vote for. Who does? The media and the money.
  • Jeff is not going to play all the old political games. He's HAPPY with the measly 6 figure mayor's salary. He won't take extra cash from the developers OR the political angle.
  • Most candidates wouldn't have even gone this far, but Wagner isn't going to rest there. He makes us a solemn promise that he will not even patronize the local strip clubs (any more). I wasn't aware that strip clubs were a powerful special interest in Minnesota, but Jeff has pulled back the curtain for all of us.
  • Sometimes the masses need a shock and to wake up Minneapolis, Jeff has to drop the f bomb. Did he want to? I doubt it. But they made him. It's called tough love and Jeff Wagner isn't afraid to dish it out.
  • Our young lady returns. It turns out she had gone to fetch Mr. Wagner a fresh cup of Joe from her empty coffee pot.
  • And, just as quickly as he arrived, it's time for him to go. Back into the lake like a forgotten legend of Arthurian lore. He returns to the water to rest and drink coffee until such time as we need him again. And I have a feeling that time will come very, very soon.
We salute you and your amazing commercial, Jeffrey Alan Wagner.