Yes, of course I watched the dog and pony show with the Republican presidential candidates. Why do they call it a debate? Too many people on stage, too little time for answers. How in the world can a person desiring the highest office in the land answer a question on the huge, pressing questions of the day in a minute or two? It's nonsensical. All they can hope for is to not put their foot in their mouth.
I still have nothing against any of these guys. Except for Texas' own, Ron Paul, because, you know, he's crazy.
I really, really, don't want to hear again how it is you can't be a conservative and pro-choice. I beg to differ. I am both, thank you very much. To let abortion be the most important issue in this election is to wish for folly in 2008. My most important issue? National security. It should be number one with everyone.
"Substance over bologna" is how tonight's arena was predicted to be by Newt Gingrich this morning. The bologna was the previous appearance with Chris Matthews and the Politico people. That was purely all about Matthews, as it always is if he's involved. He is the stereotypical baby boomer: it's all about me, me, me, look how smart I am, how evolved I am as a brilliant human being. Oh, I am so wonderful. Brit Hume is a class act, well thought of by both sides of the aisle in the political world. He ran a professional event.
I would have to say the most memorable moment was when Ron Paul finished his blame America's foreign policy for 9/11 diatribe, channeling every moonbat in the hater's corner, and Guiliani spoke up and asked to be able to respond to Paul's fantasy world. He stood and delivered.
Paul's toast. The rest neither moved up or down. No harm, no foul.