Party pooper, party pooper.
My respect for Granny Doc is boundless but on this point I think she's wrong.
Follow me to find out why.
I am a party pooper.
Conventions of this sort are just so 19th century and very indulgent, given the enormous use of natural resources that will be wasted. The quantity of fuel and water that will be used for this production is stupendous. The food that will be wasted could feed half the town of Des Moines. And let's not talk about all the paper and plastic that will find their way into the solid waste stream, no matter how diligent the efforts at recycling may be.
IF it were nominating convention as opposed to a coronation then maybe, possibly I could understand. Barely. This type of convention is a quaint anachronism that seems unseemly in this day and age. Even the suspense about who will be the VP will have been resolved long before then.
While I might be persuaded to contribute to the DNC as a way of honoring Dr. Dean's vision, I haven't been convinced to do so for what amounts to an ultra lavish party. There are so many better ways of spending all that cash to get out the vote. Staff salaries, equipment and supplies for GOTV and precinct organizing.
We have a lot of work to do and though taking a few days in August in Denver sounds like a great idea, the fact that they had to back out of their obligation doesn't mean that we have to come up with the difference.
If people really want to have a party then I say we save this money for the big show: January 20, 2009. Be there or be square.
I now return to the grump can. Hey, move over Oscar and give me some room.