They put that convention together in roughly four weeks. Okay, the basics were already in place. Chicago was not going anywhere. The venues were booked. The staff was hired. The balloons were on order. The party color was still blue. All they had to do was switch out the candidate. No problem. Yes problem. The effort had to be massive, a “sleep when you’re dead” moment for several thousand people, and they pulled it off without a hitch. It was maybe the best mini-series ever. We got four days of spellbinding speakers, heart-tugging videos, and gut-wrenching stories of grave injustices perpetrated by MAGA miscreants. We got to watch Democrats punch back, for a change, after decades of back-peddling against a Republican insurgency that seems, finally, to be running on fumes. We got to see the case against Donald Trump emphatically pressed, with large dollops of vitriol and ridicule. But all that was last week. What now? As it happens, the conve...
Life and Politics in the Age of Covid