I've been obsessing about the presidential election to the point of waking up in the middle of the night thinking about Gallup daily tracking numbers versus Rasmussen internals.
Almost physically sick with worry about Obama's speech yesterday, I found myself actually listening to Peggy Fucking Noonan:
The change of venue Thursday night to Invesco Field, and the huge, open air Obama acceptance speech is…one of the biggest and possibly craziest gambles of this or any other presidential campaign of the modern era. Everyone can define what can go wrong, and no one can quite define what "great move" would look like. It has every possibility of looking like a Nuremberg rally; it has too many variables to guarantee a good tv picture; the set, the Athenian columns, looks hokey; big crowds can get in the way of subtle oratory. My own added thought is that speeches are delicate; they're words in the air, and when you've got a ceiling the words can sort of go up to that ceiling and come back down again. But words said into an open air stadium…can just get lost in echoes, and misheard phrases. People working the technical end of the event are talking about poor coordination, unclear planning, and a Democratic National Committee that just doesn't seem capable of decisive and sophisticated thinking. So: this all does seem very much a gamble.
I'm telling you, I almost couldn't even watch.
Well! Let's just say I'm glad I did.
The above clip (via Daily Kos) shows Pat Buchanan—the same Buchanan who for months has been spouting condescending, borderline racist commentary on Obama—not just reading back the transcript of the speech, but actually delivering the speech himself all over again while the crowd behind him goes nuts. He sounds like an eight year-old boy who's just seen Star Wars for the first time.
The truly priceless part of the clip though is the expression of Rachel Maddow—the same Rachel Maddow who for all those months has been telling Buchanan to shut his reactionary pie hole.