Kerry Supporters Leave Rally Early
Nick Coleman: Ahh, comic relief at a political rally (Minneapolis Star Tribune)
John Kerry came to Minneapolis and dropped in on the backside parking lot of the Metrodome and droned on for half an hour to a crowd of supporters who had been waiting for two hours in the cold before he was introduced by Walter Mondale and delivered his canned stump speech.
Thursday night’s rally produced a nice campaign turnout, but it also was proof we have reached campaign burnout: Thousands of Kerry supporters left before their man finished talking, scramming like Twins fans in the sixth inning of a blowout, going home glad to have seen their champion but feeling no need for another inning of stale lines about how Bush should’ve killed Osama in Tora Bora.
(via Memeorandum)
I think even the hardest of the hard core political junkies will be glad when this one is over. Even though this is one of the more substantive campaigns I can recall–more honest policy differences than any race since 1988 and more important issues on the agenda than any race since at least 1980–neither candidate is particularly exciting. And in an age of 24/7 news saturation, it’s almost impossible to say anything that everyone hasn’t heard already.
I think even the hardest of the hard core political junkies will be glad when this one is over.
Ain’t it the truth. I just hope it doesn’t get delegitimized by whoever loses.
I’m mailing in my absentee ballot this weekend and I’m done with it. No more political TV, no more political blogs that are all talking points and LOOK AT ME useless opinions without a drop of substance. I’m tired of this crap. Somewhere the terrorists are laughing their heads off because they know they already won no matter who gets the White House.
Maybe this race was substantive, maybe the differences were great and well defined… but this was still the worst election for partisan bullcrap in living history.
It’s like watching a really, really bad football game that’s close because the two teams are sloppy and draw flags on just about every play while their fans rumble in the seats like so many English soccer fans. Eventually, you reach for the TV remote and change the channel, but every show has some so-called political wonk self-fellating over the “INCREDIBLE SIGNIFIGANCE” of the game. Hey look, there’s Atilla Girl on Spice talking about what favors (nudge nudge say no more) she’d like to do to the President. *click*
And you know the sad thing about all this? Just like the NBA, we’ll be right back at this three months after the conclusion of this political season. No wonder the Chinese are pretty much OK with a dictatorship — they don’t have to deal with four years of Karl Rove, James Carville, Tucker Carlson, Al Franken, Ann Coulter….
Hey, was that directed at me? Because the favor I’d really really like to do the President is to make him and Laura a home-cooked meal: lasagne or beef stew or grilled chicken or quiche.
It’d be fun.