As we speak, I’m watching the opening night of the Democratic National Convention. I’ll blog about it once it’s all over and done with. In the meantime, here are my quick thoughts on the Republican National Convention:
I didn’t watch much of Day 1, but from what I did see, I wasn’t impressed.
(1) Mia Love continues to fascinate me. A black, Mormon, Republican, from Utah. That combination is too fascinating to ridicule. Unfortunately for her, I don’t think her traits (and, frankly, some of her regurgitated talking points and unfresh ideas) will be enough to push her career politically. Through she provides a face to challenge the so-called Black Democratic monolith, I suspect she won’t go any further than that. Most black Republicans don’t. Speaking of which…
(2) …I was also fascinated by Artur Davis. It’s not that I’m particularly fascinated by black folks who hold conservative views. I’ve seen that enough over my life for it to necessarily stand out. Instead, I’m fascinated by how a person can become so disenchanted by a president and a party that he/she would vouch for a side operating decidedly against the interests of people like him, even if the only thing him and other blacks is skin color. I don’t believe black folks should be beholden to the Democratic party, especially considering their history of pandering. But the Republican party we see today is not the same party of Lincoln. Hell, it’s not even the party of Reagan.
(3) Lots of birthers in the mix. I mean, a LOT of those jokers.
(4) Ann Romney is delusional and hopelessly out-of-touch. Even in the off-chance they lived in basement and ate food off their ironing board or some s***, let’s not pretend she truly understands the struggles of the average American. Instead of painting herself as somebody who feels our pain, perhaps she should repackage herself and her husband as people who have a plan for those with whom they don’t (or can’t) relate. Despite growing up lower middle class, I’ve never been homeless. But that doesn’t mean I can’t still help out folks who ARE. They Romneys need to adopt that same kind of thinking.
(5) Chris Christie will be making a run for the White House. His speech was must too self-adulating. True, each of the speakers gave personal accounts of themselves; struggles, perseverance, and such. But if you didn’t know where we were at the time, you could’ve easily assumed he was putting his hat in the Ring for 2016. Granted, a presidential run will probably be the only running he’ll ever do in his life. But, still.
(6) The “We Built This” theme was weird and pretty misplaced. When you’re in a building erected by union workers and pay for by tax dollars…and protected by police officers, you kinda sorta can’t chant “We Built This.” But, OK.
I missed most of Day 2 as well. But parts I saw, once again, left me unimpressed.
(1) Maybe it’s the fact that I have a slight crush on her, but Condoleezza Rice impressed me. Minus the fact that she worked for President Bush and some of her errors facilitated one of the greatest blunders in U.S. foreign policy history, I’ve always been fascinated by Dr. Rice. Earning her Ph.D. when she was, like, eight and having an extensive resume made me proud of my race of people. That shouldn’t be enough to forgive her for her role in this so-called “War on Terror.” But somehow it is. I’ve got no beef with her.
(2) Paul Ryan is a liar. Like, seriously. A hardcore liar. A Michele Bachmann-esque liar. I mean, this dude lied so much I need to his birth certificate…just to make sure his name is Paul Ryan.
(1) The decision to have Marc Rubio on the panel was brilliant. It would’ve probably been just as good of an idea to have him on the ticket. But what is, is. Anyway, much like Dr. Rice, I love Rubio’s story of perseverance and overcoming. It was much more pertinent than the Romneys and their disingenuous attempt to connect with the non-wealthy. Rubio wasn’t born on third base only to talk about how hard he had to work to score a home run. His story appeared to be heartfelt and genuine. As with Condi, I have no beef.
(2) Clint Eastwood. Oy vey. I will say this: as cheesy and…I dunno…senile as his empty chair bit may have appeared, it was necessary to pep up an otherwise tepid and bland convention. It was disrespectful to the President and decidedly unfunny, but at least it gave a bunch of old white people something to bring them to life. I guess.
(3) As to be expected, Gov. Romney’s speech had it’s effective attacks, but was also littered with empty platforms, limited solutions, and lofty promises. No shock there.
In short, the RNC was nothing but a long, drawn out, boring display of boring. It probably reinforced conservatives’ disdain for Obama but probably didn’t do much to lure so-called independents. There were the occasional surges in the polling, but there was also the settling point. So overall, this year’s Republican National Convention gets a “meh” from me.
Now on to the Dems.