Students from Washington University in St. Louis watched the vice-presidential debate Thursday night on a screen in Graham Chapel. — New York Times photo
There are some moments when members of a political movement come together as one, sharing the same thoughts, feeling the same emotions, breathing the same shallow breaths. One of those occasions occurred Thursday night when Republicans around the country crouched nervously behind their sofas, glimpsed out tentatively at their flat screens and gripped their beverages tightly as Sarah Palin walked onto the debate stage at Washington University in St. Louis....
I'm sure I'm not the only male in America who, when Palin dropped her first wink, sat up a little straighter on the couch [SCHWING!] and said, "Hey, I think she just winked at me." And her smile. By the end, when she clearly knew she was doing well, it was so sparkling it was almost mesmerizing. It sent little starbursts through the screen and ricocheting around the living rooms of America.
Turn on, tune in, drop out. I'm trying to imagine how Norman Rockwell would have illustrated these scenes. Or better yet, Peter Max.
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ReplyDeleteThere are some moments when members of a political movement come together as one, sharing the same thoughts, feeling the same emotions, breathing the same shallow breaths. One of those occasions occurred Thursday night when Republicans around the country crouched nervously behind their sofas, glimpsed out tentatively at their flat screens and gripped their beverages tightly as Sarah Palin walked onto the debate stage at Washington University in St. Louis....
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ReplyDeleteI'm sure I'm not the only male in America who, when Palin dropped her first wink, sat up a little straighter on the couch [SCHWING!] and said, "Hey, I think she just winked at me." And her smile. By the end, when she clearly knew she was doing well, it was so sparkling it was almost mesmerizing. It sent little starbursts through the screen and ricocheting around the living rooms of America.
Turn on, tune in, drop out. I'm trying to imagine how Norman Rockwell would have illustrated these scenes. Or better yet, Peter Max.