We have a guy in town that comes to all of the Selectmen's meetings. He sits in the front row, takes nots, and likes to pay attention, which is certainly more than can be said for almost everyone else. My favorite thing about this older gentleman is his visceral reactions to much of what is said during the meeting. It is a cacophony of eye rolls, snorts, indignant jaw-drops, and generally good theater.
That was John McCain last night. Whenever he put out something Obama disagreed with, Obama merely smiled, watched McCain speak, and formulated his riposte. When Obama's words didn't jive with McCain's FOX-based alternative reality, McCain became an animatronic Chuck-E-Cheese robot programmed to shudder, breathe heavily, alternatively squint or bug-eye, and make a series of faces apparently designed to scare small children. Now I know why the debates are on so late.
Obama wins again (sigh), though at least McCain was a little feistier. Of course, feisty ain't what the people want. I remain convinced that cool, calm and collected is what people will opt for during a crisis, and Obama personifies that trifecta. Finally, the Democrats have nominated the right guy at the right moment.
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