I went out tonight and had a great time, but I also secretly couldn't wait to get back to my beloved C-Span. I missed the debates last night and had to make a concentrated effort all day long not to read any newspapers or listen to the radio (tricky) before watching the event myself.
Naturally, upon my return to the house, I jumped right online and found myself my debate heaven. Halfway through the madness, I turned to The Boy and said, "You know how pathetic this is? I'm hooting and hollering and clapping my hands as if this were a basketball game. Some people get excited about sports. I get excited whenever Bush trips over his own words." It was a thrilling 90 minutes. I kept laughing and hee-heeing at Bush's blunders. Even The Boy, who doesn't speak English, kept making fun of him for sputtering.
Now I'm really hoping Kerry nails him in the "town-hall" "debate" next week. If he was able to set Bush off his feet this severely with such tight format restrictions, I can't wait to see him in a more relaxed environment.
I'm up to speed now, and have formulated my own opinion of the "debate." I watched the Spin Room afterwards and have now read a couple of articles. It looks like people agree with me that Bush looked like a bumbling idiot (again). It doesn't matter how many times he repeats that John Kerry shouldn't say "the wrong war, in the wrong place, at the wrong time." Bush has nothing more than that pathetic phrase - and even his spin team can't come up with anything else. I relished every minute.
In my post-viewing readings, I stumbled upon this great quote from The New Republic. It made me giggle:
Yeah, that *is* a great quote.