Well, I can’t NOT do it. I simply have to watch tonight’s debate.
I just wish there were some hope of it it being as cute and entertaining as the above illustration.
Honestly, the debate coverage begins at 8:00 pm here, but I’ve been sick to my stomach over it for several days now.
Anyone who hasn’t been holed up in a cave this year knows why. But here’s a short list of my concerns:
- I don’t feel I’m exaggerating when I say the future of the American experiment is at stake in this election. Our nation is at a crossroads, and is perilously close to the point of no return for a stable, healthy democracy.
- The Candidate-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has destroyed all normative, mature and constructive boundaries. He’s said and done so many things in the last year that, in normal times, would have immediately tanked any candidate’s chances. And yet the media and a significant portion of the electorate has granted this overgrown middle school boy immunity.
- Short of falling on the floor in a fit or dropping dead of a heart attack, there’s apparently nothing that can take The C-W-M-N-B-N out of the election; nothing that will stop his blind followers from voting for him.
- I have a sneaking suspicion that journalists (and other GOP politicians) are terrified of the C-W-M-N-B-N’s money, his penchant for lawsuits, and his ability to publicly crush anyone who crosses him. I think it’s all too likely that he’ll be allowed to get away with lie after lie, with disgusting comment after disgusting comment tonight, with no consequences.
- On the other hand, the extremely qualified, intelligent, and mature Democrat on the stage is likely to be grilled over an open fire – simply because she’s tough and capable of answering real, substantive questions.
And then there’s the day-after commentaries, which will inevitably bring up the Dem. candidate’s “shrill voice” or her “inability to connect with voters” or her “temperament.” Columnists and journalists have shown a disturbing level of sexism in their coverage of this woman, and it makes me ill.
As a life-long political junkie, I’m honor-bound to watch this debate. I’ll have The Husband and our Middle right beside me, and I’ll be texting our two out-of-town darlings throughout, for moral support.
But I doubt I’ll get any sleep afterward. It’s going to be a long night.