I had to keep turning off the television because I started screaming at the TV as George outlined another four years of ruin and mayhem. An entire stadium filled with people that feel I should be a second-class citizen is pretty damned disturbing.
The staging of the evening was right out of an Albert Speer playbook. The chants of ‘four more years’ with hands raised in a pseudo-Sieg Heil the frosting on the fascist cake.
Ron and I played a rousing game of Find the Asian. I think we saw two in the entire convention hall.
Those who disagree won’t change their minds. I’m not going to change my mind. I think he’s a worthless lazy sack of shit with a gift for wedging himself in with the most arrogant, careless sociopaths ever to hit American politics. He’s managed to question Kerry’s heroism while he spent his time running from duty and defending Texas from the Viet Cong. While he was snorting coke and helping his girlfriend get an abortion, others his age were dying in the rice paddies.
And that smile. That calculated shit-eating grin. That’s not charm.
But don’t worry – even if Kerry wins you know that in four more years they’ll try to get Jeb Bush on the national scene. That’ll be a windfall.
DSL comes on in the new place today. Expect the political rage to resume.