Turns out I can’t watch the DNC, either, but for different reasons than the RNC. I’m tiring of the loudness and the constant reactions and applause over the same talking points. Every speaker sounds like they’re shouting, and they all sound like cheerleaders, hoping to elicit a reaction from the crowd. And I guess I’ve heard enough about Biden’s legacy and how selfless and patriotic he is. Maybe, in the end, it wasn’t as difficult a decision as people want to make it seem. And it’s not like he alone conceived Build Back Better and wrote and ratified the infrastructure bill and the rest of the legislation. It all happened on his watch, which is not insignificant, I guess.
One thing’s for sure—Donald Trump’s thin skin should be crawling by now. The Dems are bringing the hammer down and serving up a massively karmic helping of criticism and warning. Somewhere in the midst of this cathartic outpouring should be evidence that the Dems have taken the gloves off.
James Carville said recently that the only way we might be able to finally put Trump in the rearview mirror is to bury him in this election, the way Barry Goldwater got buried by LBJ in 1964. That might send a message to the Trump coat tailers that it’s time to let go. Carville wasn’t optimistic that this will happen, but one has to wonder—if Harris and Walz can maintain the energy and momentum for another 77 days—if there might maybe be a landslide in the making.
Polling apparently still says No to that, but I’m trying to swear off of polls for a while. In some ways, they contradict reason and the rest of the headlines or the palpable sense of momentum the Dems currently have.
In any event, after tomorrow night, the stretch run begins and we’ll all get to decide if we engage, or set an alarm to wake us up when it’s over. There’s little doubt that it needs to be the former.
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