It’s not that the man can’t speak. He can. Sometimes there are even brief flashes of inspiration. But how was it that Rossini characterized Wagner’s operas? “Great moments and terrible quarter hours”? That applied tonight.
I did not watch the official Republican response. The Killjoy Party has long since made all its points. And made them. And made them. The view during the speech of Eric Cantor’s pasty pale face said all that needed to be said: it was a facial equivalent of “whatever he’s for, we’re against… we’re going to stop him, and we don’t care if America goes down the tubes in the process.”
At least no freshman GOP House member shouted out “You lie!” this time. As unfashionable as it is, decorum on formal occasions is worth something.
Obama sounded like the moderate Republican he is in real life. I kept expecting him to say “I’m not really a Democrat, but I play one on TV.” He made one brief reference to “saving” Social Security and Medicare, a reference that left no doubt that he was going to destroy the village in order to save it.
Enough. I wasted an hour and a half on a non-event; I will not waste more of your time.