The Dog and Pony shows are finally over, and what I’ve learned is that professional politicians don’t have one single clue on how to do their job anymore. Where was the inspiration? Where were the “Aha!” moments? Neither convention gave us anything to look forward to except the debates, as Peggy Noonan (of all people) points out. Sadly, the most notable moments for me had nothing to do with the candidates themselves. I was blown away by Susana Martinez’s speech during the RNC Convention, and I must say that Joe Biden’s presentation was far more electric than Obama’s big thud.
There was, however, one undeniably harsh personal revelation that came to light: I just might be one of the “hero worshipers’ that Jay’s recent post exposed. Like the recipient of a well delivered sucker punch, this sucker was clocked out of left field and knocked on his ass.
Et tu, Willy?
Bill Clinton’s speech left me – well, speechless. It was everything I expected, and also nothing I anticipated. I recently wrote a post about why Barack Obama strong-armed Clinton into pandering for him based on info I got from an inside source:
My source tells me that ObamaKamp believes that Clinton’s presence will
trickconvince his dwindling base that Obama will be a President who will have the same respect and trust of the GOP that Clinton had. Me? I think Bill Clinton will totally dwarf Obama, and remind us what we could have had if the Democrats didn’t kill Hillary’s campaign. But Bill Clinton is a good egg, and he’s always willing to help. I’m sure he’ll do his best to make sure we see exactly why Obama should have a second term ( lol )
I fully expected WJC to go off script. As a matter of fact, I was looking forward to it, but I was totally unprepared for what came out of his mouth. I went out to dinner around 10pm as usual, and I looked forward to coming home and watching him in action.
The first part was exactly as I hoped – Bill promoting the Clinton brand, and making a case for a (future?) Democratic President. He stumbled over a few words here and there (I believe he called the POTUS either ‘O-Biden’ or ‘O-Bottom’ – either is fine with me) ¬†and then, something slipped out of his mouth that I wasn’t expecting: “Heck, he even appointed Hillary!” (great isolated video on that link).
I looked at Son (my cat), and said “What the fuck is he thinking?!” Son got up and walked away, tail in the air. Good thing, because he surely would have upchucked if he stuck around and saw that subservient bow that Clinton gave to Obama when he sauntered out onto the stage.
At that point, I had to turn it off and do some serious soul searching. I found myself desperately finding excuses why Bill Clinton would disrespect himself and his wife to support an empty suit, and eventually had to admit that I was in need of an intervention. Or an exorcism.
I thought: “I trust WJC and I’ m sure I’ll find a way to forgive him for what he said about this fraud last night. How f*cked up is that? Makes me wonder why I’m so loyal.
Its moments like this that I’m painfully reminded that successful politicians are just that ‚ politicians. Its all about putting party first, even before their own honorable word.
With his own hand, Bill Clinton has proven that Clinton Democrats are no more. I guess this is one of those moments of faith for me ‚ and to me, faith means believing where logic tells you not to. Still, I find myself searching for a reason not to acknowledge this egregious subservience to an inferior President Maybe if he just left out the bowing when The Dog Eater showed up I would feel differently? Or maybe I really do need an exorcism…