On the heels of my good friend Luke’s terrible dream, I felt the need to post something in response to Obama’s big speech last night (probably because I thought some of the same things Luke did). You have to love the portion of any presidential candidates speech, whether it’s at their party’s convention, in a debate, or on the campaign trail, that goes something like this:
Obama: “I was in South Carolina last weekend and met Mary-Sue Margaret, who’s the daughter of a mill-worker. Mary-Sue’s husband is a disabled Vietnam vet who can’t get affordable health-care… and that’s not the kind of change we can believe in!!!”
So you have your typical campaign trail sob story followed by an already shop-worn campaign slogan… followed by an eruption of cheers, flag waiving, “Obama” chanting crowd.
$10 says McCain says something eerily similar. I think I missed my calling as a presidential candidate speech writer…