Part of a series of articles on Political Events in Connecticut by Tim D. Enchanter
Watching the political debates, I noticed something that nobody seems to be talking about. Then again, most people are concentrating on just the Presidential Debates between President Obama and Governor Romney. Some people are talking about the Vice-Presidential Debate between Vice-President Biden and Congressman Ryan.
But just two hours before the Vice-Presidential Debate I also watched the Senatorial Debate between Congressman Chris Murphy and Linda McMahon. This gave me a perspective on the Vice-Presidential Debate that continued to be validated in all the subsequent debates, Presidential, Senatorial, and Congressional. It seemed like I was watching Tag Team Debates.
Maybe the involvement of McMahon, famous CEO of World Wrestling Entertainment (formerly known as the World Wrestling Federation), inspired this thought. But it was the consistency of the other side which made me think this way.
It is one thing to have similar ideology, similar ideas, and similar solutions to similar problems. That is expected of a political party. But it is quite another matter to see the same personal attacks used against different opponents, no matter who they are, even when those attacks make no sense.
For example, Chris Murphy accusing Linda McMahon of being part of the fictitious “War On Women” is blatantly slanderous and incredibly stupid considering that Linda IS a woman. Even when she points this out, Murphy continues the mantra like a brainwashed cult follower. This quickly stops sounding like an argument and starts sounding like a script reading.
Watching Murphy versus McMahon seemed to me to be watching Obama versus Romney, except Romney wasn’t there and Obama looked like a pasty white college kid trying to act tough. In fact, if you have ever gotten a call from a college kid paid to read from a phone script you would see the similarities immediately. Trying to get one of these hapless drones to talk to you is an exercise in frustration. If the answer isn’t written on the sheet in the designated order, your only hope of intelligent conversation is the phrase, “Let me get my manager.”CONTINUED: