I had about an hour of blogging time before the morning keynote breakfast (with Howard Dean!). But then I got caught up in reading about the Kos conference in other blogs. So now I’ve got 45 minutes of blogging time.
I met Skippy the Bush Kangaroo yesterday, and I see he is diligently blogging the convention. He links to this Time mag article by Anne Marie Cox that captures the ambiance pretty well. I’d only add that people here are fired up, and in a positive way. There’s some obligatory Bush bashing, of course. But to recall U.S. Grant’s famous military advice, we’ve stopped worrying about what General Lee is going to do, and instead are focused on what we’re going to do.
In some ways this conference has the feel of a retreat. The political world has collapsed into gaudy Las Vegas; whatever’s going on beyond the sober bordering mountains has faded from attention. There’s been some mention of the death of al-Zarqawi (Lindsay Beyerstein, from time to time: “Hey, is Zarqawi still dead?”), but since it’s unlikely this will make any bleeping difference to the insurgency or the activities of the Iranian-sponsored Shiite militias — whoop-dee-doo.
OK, so I’m about out of time (wasted too many minutes trying to think of a more original adjective for Las Vegas than “gaudy”). On to breakfast.