Presidential Debate: Round 2 (or I Know Pauly Shore and You, John McCain, are No Pauly Shore)
Last night's debate was odd, from Brokaw's grumpy-old-man-ness to the carpet looking like it was borrowed from Dr. Evil's volcano lair.
Some things that stood out:
- Obama can answer a question. The group of us watching together were all pro-Obama, but we were wondering where he was going when he started out the "sacrifice" answer talking about 9/11. In the end, it turned out to be one of his better speeches.
- McCain still won't answer much of anything.
- I was a little irked by Obama's need to respond to everything McCain said. But at least he was listening. McCain just tuned out when Obama answered questions. He looked like a bad actor; "blah, blah, blah. MY LINE! Then you again, blah, blah, blah..."
Some questions the debate raised:
- Was it really wise for McCain to tell the guy who asked the second question that he'd probably never heard of "Fannie or Freddy?"
- Why was McCain wandering around the set? He just kinda wandered into the background of Obama's shot while Obama was answering a question. Was he doing his Admiral Stockdale impression? (Thanks those who remember Perot's 1992 VP nominee.)
- If you're John McCain, at what point do you give up on the jokes? Each one of them has bombed. Is this the aspect of the Straight Talk Express that survived the new campaign strategy?
- Staying with the subject of bombing jokes, John McCain listed Presidents Reagan and Teddy Roosevelt as two of his personal heroes. Is the third Pauly Shore?
- How does Pauly Shore still get work? (Oh, that's right, his mom owns The Comedy Store or something.)