There are times when I run across such wonderful similes that I have to stop and take note. It happened a few months ago when I ran across this winner by Daniel Foster writing in National Review in an article called Ask Me About Your Volt:
Oh, and it is quiet. Ghost quiet. U-boat-full-of-mutes-in-cotton-booties-coasting-through-an-ocean-of-mineral-oil quiet.
It's impossible not to love that metaphor. it's so visual and brings to mind every WWII sub movie that you've ever seen.
I ran into one today, also from National Review. Daniel Foster again, writing in their blog, The Corner, about the drain that comes from the following the political conventions:
For the past few days I have been feeling like Super Man under a red sun.
Again, I need no further explanation of what he means. Perhaps it's not good similes that make me stop, perhaps it's National Review similes. Then again, perhaps it's just Daniel Foster.
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