Politics is conversation (or should be)
: Virginia Postrel nails it:
The most remarkable thing about the speech wasn’t its content but how it was delivered. Giuliani spoke fluidly, but in an utterly conversational way, as though he had no text. Instead of trying for old-style oratory, which works for few contemporary speakers, he gave a model 21st-century performance.
This is the era of the Cluetrain. Conversations win.
Blather about to begin!
: I’m now at PS122 (looking rather out of place in the ‘hood in my Conde protective coloration: last season’s Hugo Boss green) ready for the blog panel. No wi-fi (you’d think there’d be a good socialist wi-fi thief on the block!); coming on thanks to Treo. I’m stoked on Chick Pea falafel and hummus. See you on the other side.
: It has been a blogacious day. I felt like the Jeffrey Katzenberg of citizens’ media (he of the three breakfasts): One lunch with Rex Hammock, one with Matt Welch, coffee with Roger Simon (in the most secure Starbucks in the Western world, right next to the Convention).
From the front
: The Reason Hit & Run convention blog is great and I’m not just saying that because I’m seeing one of its bloggers and another on a panel tonight.
Dumb story du jour
: NPR send a reporter to the riverfront in Vietnam where Kerry served in his swift boat to discover that — surprise, surprise, surprise — the Vietnamese neither know nor care about the alleged controversy here. Somebody has too much time or money.
At the front
: I have to say I was shocked this morning as I came out of the PATH station at Herald Square, a block from Madison Square Garden, and saw the streets closed off with instant Checkpoint Charlies everywhere.
It’s profoundly depressing seeing these changes brought on us by a few pieces of human slime.
And it’s unsettling wondering why we don’t need and have this level of security every day.
What is the right level of security for a thousand guys in funny hats and for all us New Yorkers?
: Time Warner staffers got disaster bags on their desks this week.
Can we win the war on terrorism (and Islamic fanaticism and tyranny)?
: Of course, we can’t.
So I don’t get the minor dustup over Bush telling Matt Lauer, when asked, “I don’t think you can win it. But I think you can create conditions so that those who use terror as a tool are less acceptable in parts of the world.”
In all fairness to Bush, he’s right and it’s right to say so: We will never be able to rest from this war. We will be on guard always. We can work not only to make sure the rest of the world rejects these evil slime, we can also tear apart their nests and replace them with lands of freedom and democracy. But these slime are the cockroaches of humankind. They will hide and they will morph. We will prevail. We will survive. We will succeed. But we won’t “win” against every terrorist and we should not fool ourselves to think that that day at the surrender table will ever come.
America as we know and love it is nearing its end
: Hostess, maker of Wonder Bread and Twinkies, is facing insolvency.
What could be more American? Hell, I am Wonder Bread. And proud of it.
And when I was TV critic of TV Guide, I called shows “twinkie” so often, my editor made me stop.
Forget preserving landmarks and open space and the odd toad. We must preserve Wonder Bread and Twinkies!
: Amazing that WNBC in New York did not run Rudy’s speech last night. This is New York. This is Rudy. And he was great. The ABC affil had football but the CBS and Fox stations had Rudy.
Sorry to say that I wasn’t wowed by McCain.
And otherwise, even Fox wasn’t showing much because, well, conventions are boring and newsless.
: I do wish Rudy would get back on the public stage. He could be the man to fix the FBI; I’ve been pushing for that since the day he left office. He could make a helluva head of Homeland Security, though that’s an even more thankless job.
: UPDATE: Rex Hammock puts it well on McCain: “John McCain is to Republicans what Bill Bradley is to Democrats. Bigger than life. Genuine greatness. But totally lacking the whole speech-making thing.”