I know it will disappoint at least five of you, but I don’t have much to say about the Republican National Convention. I’m pleased with the depth and youth of the Republican bench. How’s that? You want more? OK, I think criticism of Clint Eastwood’s performance is mostly founded in outrage that he would dare to make fun of The One. That’s just not done, you see. Ha!
I think we’ve got more minds made up earlier this time around than perhaps any other election in my adult life. A good, solid 40% of you would vote for Obama even if he donned combat boots and stomped a litter of baby bunny rabbits to death tonight on 60 Minutes. I think a similar 40% of you would vote for a can of cling peaches if it were running against Obama.
(The difference here is that there is a long, long list of good reasons to want Obama out of office, and no rational argument whatsoever to give him four more years.)
To that other 20%, consider:
- Marco Rubio’s claim that Obama’s trying ideas others came to America to get away from.
- Ronald Reagan’s question on the eve of the 1980 election: Are you better off than you were four years ago?
- Seeing this movie.
- Whether sophomoric attempts to demonize success are consistent with what you believe to be true about the United States.
I feel myself contributing to the political discourse much less than I did in 2008. I have a small readership, and many of you agree with me a lot of the time, so it’s questionable how much I even could contribute. The walls just feel very tall to me this time around. I’m not sure how much difference the next 60 days are going to make, unless something dramatic happens in one of the debates. That means I have a lot of hope for Nixon’s “silent majority.”
Come on, folks. I understand how Obama won the first time. Knowing what we know now, we’re not really going to put him in again, are we?
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I have a lot more hope in the silent majority after the Chick-fil-a demonstration.
I also don’t think the DNC has a chance of matching speech for speech with the RNC, despite MSNBC refusing to cover Mia Love, Artur Davis, Ted Cruz and anyone else that defied their definition of the Republican Party as a bunch of raaaaaacists. Look at their line-up. Sandra Fluke, who can afford Georgetown and life in DC but not her own birth control. Julian Castro, who proudly brags that his SAT score was too low for Stanford but he got in anyway, thanks to affirmative action. Antonio Villaraigosa, under investigation for accepting free tickets to the Oscars, Lakers games, and concerts. John Hickenlooper, who let DNC members fill up at Denver city gas pumps during the last convention, skipping the fuel taxes. Elizabeth Warren, Liewatha herself. Ugh.
Cling Peaches 2012!!!!
I’m not taken any political calls to the house, and we’ve gotten two or three a week for the past year or so. So my opinion isn’t reflected in any of these polls. Heh.
Wow, it’s quite a gallery when you name ’em off one by one, isn’t it?
You dissin’ peaches?
Not at all. In fact, I’d vote for a chair over this guy.
Hey, that gives me a great idea…
I’ll be honest, I was almost afraid to watch the Clint Eastwood thing after hearing all the negativity. I assumed that maybe Clint had gotten so old that maybe he truly was starting to slow down mentally and couldn’t follow a train of thought. But we finally got around to watching the whole thing Sunday night and my husband and I both laughed all the way through it. Turns out Clint is perfectly mentally astute, the other side is just reacting out of fear. By the way, loved Chris Christie. He may be one of my new favorite politicians.
Yup. They can’t say they’re outraged anyone would dare to make fun of their precious little god-king, so they disguise their rage as making fun of Clint.
Obama said it didn’t bother him, by the way. Translation: it bothered him. If it really hadn’t, he wouldn’t have said anything.
If it hadn’t bothered him, Obama would not have immediately tweeted a picture of him in his chair at a meeting.