What’s the difference between a pit bull and a hockey mom?
Lipstick!
Heads up SNL: Hurry, get Tina Fey back for your 11-08-08 show.
I know, as bloggers, we have a pulse on everything happening in this great land of ours. I wasn’t going to go here-and I only have a nickel’s worth, but down on the corner and out in the street I feel complelled to tap my feet.
Based on last night’s speech, and I won’t (can’t) go beyond that, because---well---that’s all I have. I haven’t done my research and I get all my opinions from---dare I say it---myself? Honestly people, aren’t speeches where most of us are getting all our opinions during this campaign?
Let me be cynical her for a bit because as Lily Thomlin said, “No matter how cynical I get, it’s just never enough to keep up.”
Aren’t speeches grand Barack? Even though she didn’t mention his name, doesn’t mean I can’t. It's amazing to me that speeches can be written by others, rehearsed for days, and come across like a window into the speech giver's soul. It makes me mad when I, and others believe everything they hear in a speech and turn our filters off while listening.
Having said all that, last night at the RNC, the VP candidate hit a grand slam. I believe she not only energized the R’s, she riled up all the D’s that think they’ve captured lightening in a bottle.
Speeches can energize. Sarah Palin not only energized the right, she got the left shakin' a bit in their non-cowboy boots. Linda Feldmann of the Christian Science Monitor said, "All the gals, right-to-life, home-schoolers, (middle of the road empty nest moms) were going to vote for McCain, but they weren’t going to work for him. Now they’re going to work for him.” Parentheseis mine.
Off rant topic:
Answer me this, when the D’s talk of the last eight years and the domestic (I don’t want to argue about the war or America’s image right now) middle and lower class mess we’re in and how the Bush administration has made the rich richer and poor poorer, I think they forget about the 2003 Child Tax Credit, 2004’s Homestead Tax Credit, and our recent jumpstart-the-economy $1200 rebates that you and I both received.
Or maybe not.
Maybe, just maybe we’ll get that plus some if the D’s are elected. Maybe we’ll get free health care for everyone. Maybe they will end the war and stop the genocide in Darfur. Yes, we can.
I hope.
But back to my rant last night’s speech. This morning, I heard a D female senetor say, "last night was more of the same." What was she watching? I have never seen anything like last night. Sarah, Plain, And Tall was anything but. She was interesting. She was different. She was not condescending, ahem, cough, cough, hillary, cough. She came across as a normal person, not a celebrity with the ability to read speeches.
And since we’re talking about speeches here, I just don’t know if I can pull the O lever because of his guns and roses religion gaffe. Her response, “In small towns, we don’t quite know what to make of a candidate who lavishes praise on working people when they are listening, and then talks about how bitterly they cling to their religion and guns when those people aren’t listening,” she said. “We tend to prefer candidates who don’t talk about us one way in Scranton and another way in San Francisco.”
She seemed like one of us. Like a real person. No, not person, mom. A hockey mom, to boot. Did you see the Michigan delegation in their Redwing Jerseys? That was important to me!
Balance, that’s what I liked.
I like that I liked her.
Liked her? What am I saying, she is my total girl crush. I know, I know, one heartbeat away, blah, blah, blah. As far as running mates are concerned the score is R’s =1 D’s = same old, same old.
My favorite line:“I’m not a member of the permanent political establishment. And I’ve learned quickly, these past few days, that if you’re not a member in good standing of the Washington elite, then some consider a candidate unqualified for that reason alone.”
The pundits say, “Normally, vice-presidential nominees don’t end up swinging the outcome of a presidential race. Too bad we can’t do an ‘ole ticket swich-a-roo. But I’m so looking forward to the VP debates. More stellar TV.
With apologies to my kids (hey did you know Kate bought a PT Cruiser?) and since I can’t force a Condoleeza Rice/Al Gore third party ticket I guess I’m still faced with two choices. After last night’s speech, and all the other speeches given since Oprah threw Barack’s hat in the ring, I’m leaning towards havin’ me a good ‘ole bowl of juicy red strawberries.
Early in the evenin just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind...
Julee and the po' boys are playin'
Leave a comment; tap your feet.
