Last night I watched John McCain give his acceptance speech to the Republican National Convention; watching along with more people than saw The One, himself, a week earlier, discounting PBS (McCain was on fewer networks, however). With Pain solidifying the Right, and positioning himself in the “non-ideological center,” McCain set himself up well for garnering wide electoral appeal in the Poppin’ Fresh General Election.
I thought the speech was OK. It was John McCain being John McCain; he was true to himself. I was with him 80% of the time and wanted to throw something at the TV 20% of the time. But, that’s exactly the John McCain we nominated — he’s not fully Conservative, nor a reliable Republican. The speech dragged in the middle, but ended with a great, passionate crescendo that wooed many of my Democrat colleagues at work today — you know, the people who know nothing about politics but are told by the Union which lever to pull and loyally oblige.
They were generally impressed. In fact, one of them was an Obama supporter until she saw Palin’s speech and heard for the first time about McCain’s brutal Vietnam War experience last night after watching the Giants game coverage meld into the RNC speech (the timing of the game actually worked out well!). I know she’s not alone. The Kool-Aid Lefties at work were on the defensive today worse than I’ve seen since the testimony of David Petraeus last September indicating the success of the Surge. It must be serious out there!
One more note: some anti-war fascists disrupted McCain’s speech a few times over a ten-minute period. Republicans, learning from their 2004 experience with these folks, chanted “U.S.A.” to drown them out. Finally McCain had a great appropriate line: “Americans want us to stop yelling at each other…”, which drew laughs and applause. In fact if you add up the amount of time disrupted from the 2004 Bush speech and 2008 McCain speech, that’s more speech suppression from these anti-war rubes than any free speech the Patriot Act ever squelched! At the end of the day these anti-war crazies hurt themselves more than help, but they just might be crazy enough to hurt someone one day, so I don’t condone their self-destructive Black Shirt behavior.