I’m glad to hear that Kamala Harris is wooing big donors and getting important endorsements from organizations like the UAW. There are many jumping on board, and I guess that’s preferable to abandoning ship.
In my mind, though, there’s always room for decorum or some sense of restraint when it comes to expressing excitement. The temptation is to run fast and loose with emotions, get cocky, and turn things into more of a show than they need to be.
For example, the bold talk surrounding the debate makes we wince a bit. Trump may not be the best debater, but there’s always the chance he could be so embarrassed and pissed off by the current rhetoric that he actually does prepare and accounts for himself in a way that would surprise many, including Harris. I guess what I’m saying is she and her supporters can take the chiding and the dares too far and she could end up being the one with egg on her face.
I’m revealing my own disdain for over-confidence and trash talk here. There’s little use for it, especially in the midst of such a consequential race. Stick to facts and the givens when talking about the GOP ticket—there’s the incompetent felon alongside the billionaire-sponsored MAGA disciple who speaks in cliches, berates “cat women,” and uses words and phrases that betray his affinity for misguided scriptural interpretation and a philosophy of oppressive governance.
I’d think twice about giving Trump the satisfaction that I’m borrowing a page from his playbook. There’s a fine line between confidence and plain tired, annoying cockiness.
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