October 05, 2004

Thrilla in vanilla #18

Okay, who won?

I'm watching the panel on MSNBC, and Matthews and Andrea Mitchell are smacking down Edwards. Ron Reagan Jr. is savoring the last 9 seconds of his second helpings of 15 minutes of fame...

Here's my take:

The clear winner of tonight's debate is Gwen Ifel. She kept the pepper spray out, didn't serve up any tee-balls, and went at both their jugulars. There's just something about Jim Lehrer's deer eyes in the headlight style that annoys the heck out of me.

I thought Edwards' best line was at the beginning when he ran with the Paul Bremer stuff. To me at least his lines were too repetitive of Kerry's---seemingly word for word. And the five mentions of Halliburton I'm sure was steak sauce for the left's tofu, but I'm not sure how that registers with the undecideds. The danger for Edwards was in passing the "can this guy really be president?" test, and when Gwen nailed him with the "what experience do you have to be president?" question he fumbled it. I mean, you can see why Edwards made so much money as a trial lawyer: he comes across as an extremely pissed off crusading Tony Dow.
(ie "Gee, Lumpy, the Amerikan people are not going to sit by while you sell nukes to Libya. Stop, or I'm going to tell the principal!")

Cheney had to do two things: whack Edwards and Kerry harder than a meth crazed biker knocking up a whack-a-mole machine, all the while not looking too much (or more than usual) like Mister Potter foreclosing on the poor old Bailey Building and Loan. You can just see if Dick Cheney were a hit man, he would eschew the sawed off shotgun in the violin case, the baseball bat, or the clean 45, instead going for the stileto, or better yet the garrotte around the neck. He's the Luca Brasi of the Bush Administration.

He did the former, lighting the good Senators up like a tilted pinball machine. Did he avoid the latter? I'm not a good judge of that, as I was kinda looking for him to whisper in John-John's ear "George Bush sends his greetings." But hey, that's just me, Mister Vegas.

Posted by Steve at October 5, 2004 10:40 PM | TrackBack

Six words to describe Cheney beating the beejesus out of Edwards: Photon torpedoes-full spread-maximum yield.

Posted by: LMC at October 5, 2004 10:48 PM

Cheney pummeled Edwards like Chiklis pummeled the drug dealer at the end of The Shield. Except that they were all body shots - since Edwards hair never move and that lawyerly smile didn't waver.

Posted by: Norman at October 5, 2004 11:00 PM

Edwards now knows how Rodney King felt. He could sue and win.

Posted by: Jim R at October 6, 2004 08:05 AM

I like the Wack-a-Mole thing, but I usualy think of the mole as the winner. He keeps taking your money and keeps popping up no matter how many times you hit him. Sort of like Joe Frazier at the Thrilla. But Mr. Edwards, I knew Ali and you are no Ali

Posted by: Ivan Ivanovich at October 6, 2004 09:22 AM

Ivan---nice reading of it--it was part of the imagery that I was going for (ie the mole keeps popping up).

Posted by: Steve the LB at October 6, 2004 12:51 PM
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