Wow, it's been a long time. When I blog on Mondays, it's usually about a movie that I've seen recently. Welp, I haven't seen any movies lately -- but I've spent the last two weeks watching something even better. It's Convention Season! And I couldn't have been more excited!
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My boss recently introduced me to someone as a "political junkie." I laughed at the time, but it's true in every sense of the word. It truly is an addiction. The first thing I do when I get up in the morning is scan the headlines on
The Hill. I have a campaign button collection. I've had a penchant for power suits since I was about 19. Like I seriously envy Hillary's closet. I read histories of the Senate and biographies/autobiographies of politicians for fun. My computer's search history is full of Congressional bill numbers. H.R. this. Or S. J. Res. that. I want to walk down the aisle to the
opening titles from the TV show, The West Wing. You think I'm kidding. Click on that brilliant piece of music composed by W.G. "Snuffy" Walden and get a taste of what my future wedding will be like. And lastly, I considered skipping class on Thursday night so I could watch the DNC in its entirety. I've got it bad. And lately I've been wondering how I got hooked. What was my gateway drug? Part of it is history. You really can't study it without being somewhat interested in politics and government. Another larger part of it was living in D.C. It's almost like it just seeps into your pores or something. It gets in your blood stream. Okay, I'm making it sound like horrible disease and it isn't. But it really is in the air. It's a city that is charged with something -- power, ambition, intelligence (most of the time), history, legacy, a sense of purpose and importance. Just being in that environment leaves you wanting more. And then the last part is working with Congressional papers. I have had to learn a lot by necessity. The
Congressional Record really is my best friend...and I'm okay with that. So maybe I'm in need of an intervention, but the conventions definitely fed my addiction over the past couple of weeks.
So what did this junkie think?
Michelle Obama is the epitome style and grace. Her speech brought me to tears. And it was just apolitical enough to be politically brilliant. She stole the show. And her dresses! And shoes! But in all seriousness, I know that we're better off because she has the President's ear.
Clint Eastwood. I still have no clue what was going on. That was THE most bizarre political moment I have ever witnessed. And hopefully ever will. I love you,
Bill Clinton. You used more math in your speech than I have heard since high school, but I appreciated it. Your speech went on and on forever -- but it was good. Imagine what it would have been like if he and Obama actually got along. I don't know what it is about him -- maybe I associate him with the feeling of safety of my childhood -- but I will continue to defend him as a president. Heck, I even liked
Joe Biden. I won't lie, every time the guy opens his mouth I get nervous. But if the good Dr. Jill Biden sees something in him, I guess I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
Gabby Giffords showed so much courage and perseverance as she walked across the stage to lead the Pledge of Allegiance. It was wonderful to see her -- and I just know she'll make it back to the House some day soon!
Mitt Romney does not know how to relate to ordinary people. Even when he tries to be spontaneous it seems scripted. And
Paul Ryan, I have no words. Other than that I hope the only thing we have in common is completing the Washington Semester at American University.
President Obama's speech reminded me more of a State of the Union address, but it was effective. He reminded me why I voted for him four years ago and renewed my faith in him as a man and a leader.
Wow, that's a lot of blogging for me. Brace yourself, I'm sure there will be plenty more where that came from before Election Day!
Happy Monday, y'all!
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