Good Lord. No wonder the press is in New Orleans. Up here in Minneapolis-St. Paul it’s like the cast of F Troop running the show (seriously, no? Imagine GWB as Ken Berry accidentally sneezing himself into office! Nom dieu! Fred Thompson and Joe Lieberman as York and Agar). But really, the “Country First” and “Service” platitudes and the cornflower blue backdrops only dulled beside the droning and ridiculous speeches of America’s Top Old Farts.
So much more going on, I’m going to skip next door to see what Ron Paul’s up to, and then, tomorrow night I’ll have to choose between Rage Against the Machine and Palin.
It will be tough.
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