Obama's was good. But what might Hillary's have looked like? Hmm...
Obama's ad was fantastic. It made me want to be a better person. It made me want to tune up my violin and join the crusades. It made me want to text him some hope so he can win California. It made me want to walk my dog more, and eat organic apples, and oil my bicycle. I liked how it was shot -- he was always in the distance, like a rock star, like a real messiah. I liked how he let me know without a trace of irony that the world can be changed. That brought a tear to my eye.
What can my beloved Hillary do against this kind of magic?
I kind of wished that Hillary had come on, just a close-up of her face, shot on video, her hair up in a headband, her neck blotchy, just to shout into the camera: "Are you still watching football? Are you going to turn that thing off and come and help me clean up after all your slob friends? What's a first down? How can you tell who the players are? Are you listening to me?" That would have been AWESOME.
Just to be clear: I'm voting for the shrewish bitch stomping around in the kitchen banging dishes.