The Silver Bullet

We're all looking for it. If pressed, we all admit it doesn't really exist but that doesn't stop us from searching. We're looking for that silver bullet, that single convincing argument that has people saying, "oh, I see now. How could I have been so blind before?"

The die hards at the DNC Convention won't change their minds. They're the zealots of the party. I suspect that if John Kerry appeared in drag to give his speech, it wouldn't make any difference. He'd still get just as many standing ovations. (Actually, he might get more.) I suspect that's part of the reason why so few people are watching on television. There's no suspense. The modern curse of PC has sucked every last drop of anything interesting from the convention.

Now, if I thought some fistfights might break out or if they had, say, Barrack O'Bama and Hillary Clinton in a mud-wrestling "death match". I'd watch. I'd even watch if they'd feature John Kerry and John Edwards arm-wrestling. I'd watch if they gave the delegates tomatoes to throw if anyone said anything disagreeable from the podium. As it is, there will be the inevitable flag waving, the cliche's, and the vague promises of hope and prosperity.

To be fair, the same can be said of the Republicans at their convention. There just isn't much of a reason to watch. The Democrats don't have any silver bullets either. None of us does. I suspect there's maybe three people who are really undecideds. They've been living in a cave somewhere and a day before election day they'll flip a coin to decide their vote.

Maybe it's just me, but Theresa Heinz-Kerry sounds an awful lot like Zsa Zsa Gabor.