Democratic National Convention

The Blogger Lounge at the Pepsi Center is a bit chilly. After reading David Carr’s article on “lurking bloggers” at the DNC this morning, I ventured down to the basement basketball court out of curiosity.

It is from here where I watch the activities happening on the floor, although I was running around down there when David Paterson was speaking and, as a resident of New York, I found that slightly exciting. I also watched Kucinich tell us to to “wake up”…and Linda Sanchez recounting her first truly feminist experience when she “threw her arm in the closing doors of an elevator”…and Ted Sorensen project hope for a resurrection of Kennedy through Obama…and Jim Doyle start off with “when I was a boy”. In fact, children and their future here in America is a reoccurring topic in speeches on and off the screen. Naturally, this has a lot to do with the importance Mr. and Mrs. Obama place on their own children, thus a major part of Michelle’s speech last night. Unfortunately, the kiddies aren’t a big part of the European platform.

Yesterday the DNC felt a bit disorienting. Everyone wandered around with furrowed brows of confusion and talked about how nothing was really happening. We were all figuring out our place within the three-day spectacle. Jefferson and Altheimer have been on the floor meeting with delegates and media people. John Oliver from the Daily Show interviewed them yesterday, although it probably won’t air because it functions as political wackiness, squared.

In a few moments Hillary is on. I’ve been writing this post between conversations with various other bloggers. Bonding sessions in the name of democracy and sarcasm! Back with more on our favorite senator (??).

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