I left my dorm here in Washington, DC at 6:00 am Saturday morning to go with a group of about ten friends to see Hillary Clinton’s “concession speech.” We had one ardent Hillary fan with us (Jon Cardinal) and one to-remain-unnamed McCain supporter, and the rest of us were Obama fans. We were the first ones in line so a number of media outlets interviewed our group.
Jon in particular got interviewed a lot, and he’s good at making sound bites. Here’s video of him being interviewed by Julie Pace of the Associated Press:
That interview paid off–Jon was quoted in the AP piece about the Clinton speech that got picked up by newspapers around the world:
Clinton backers described themselves as sad and resigned. “This is a somber day,” said Jon Cardinal, one of the first in line. Cardinal said he planned, reluctantly, to support Obama in the general election. “It’s going to be tough after being against Obama for so long,” he said.
I had never been to a political rally before, so what the newspapers described as a relatively calm crowd leading up to the event sure seemed exciting to me. Because we were the first ones in we were positioned excellently to shake hands with Hillary, Bill and Chelsea. My friend Andy Cunningham had a nice chat with O’Malley, the Governor of Maryland as well. One of our friends called the group to tell us she had seen us shaking hands with the politicelebrities on CNN as well.
I thought the speech itself was excellent, if a little late in coming. Hillary really does come across so much better in person than she does on TV. I watched the same speech on YouTube afterward and it didn’t seem as authentic as it had in person, so I have to remember to give Hillary a little more thought when watching future speeches. As an Obama supporter, it was also wonderful that this was the one speech I got to go to. Hillary was also able to speak more candidly on several issues that were normally left out of her stump speech: the role that sexism played in the race for one, and gay rights as well.
We waited in line from 6:30 to 10:00, stood pressed against a barrier by die-hard Hillary fans (most of whom were great, some of whom were not-so-great) from 10:00 to 12:45, and finally got out around 2ish. But the experience was well worth it!
Behold their mighty wrath!
“And the heads of thine enemies shall be laid up in piles.” -1 Keller 10:17
And not just for the humor.
Carman’s “A Witch’s Invitation”
Some of the lyrics:
One peaceful afternoon I picked up from my mailbox the strangest looking letter I’d ever seen, a chilling little envelope bordered with flying bats, and serpents whose eyes were tinted green. The letter was addressed to me so as I opened it I froze. What I read turned my complexion three shades of blue. It said, “My name is Issac Horowitz. I’m a male witch, a warlock and I feel I need to spend some time with you.”
You know, there are more homoerotic undertones here than in The Lord of the Rings. I’m sure it was unintentional though.
He had the house you’d expect, the old English cottage, a “Nightmare on Elm Street” special right to the core, the overgrown ivy, the gate that creaked when opened, somehow you’d expect Freddy to answer this door. The doorbell rang, a hollow gong, the knob twisted then opened, and Issac stood before me with a grin. His jet black hair and well trimmed beard flowed with his black silk clothes. My skin crawled as he said, “Please come on in.”
Actually, all the warlocks I know live in incredible well-kept single room flats in dense urban areas. Guess Carman met one of the rare suburban warlocks.
Then he led me to a high backed chair as he meticulously began to unfold his scenario with evil patience.
Bet that chair will bring a pretty penny on eBay.
I was given a giant leather bound book jammed with newspaper clipping, thus the reason for this witch’s invitation. With eagerness he pointed to each article with pride. He said, “I healed this woman through a Babylonian chant; See this man, I cured him while performing druid worship; I was paid to curse this man with AIDS by his aunt.”
Which really sounds familiar to the superstitions you run into in Africa about AIDS. Sigh…
And later. . .
I knew then how Moses felt, how when his rod turned to a serpent and the three Egyptian magicians did the same.
Man, I hate it when my rod turns to a serpent.
At the end:
Then Issac jumped up from his chair and screamed, “You must leave now!” I said, “I will, but one last obligation-Next time think twice before you rumble with a man of God!!! ”
That’s what Ted Haggard said.
h/t Lame-O Weblog
You have to listen til at least 1:10. Just trust me, it’s incredible.
Their MySpace page describes them as “a luxurious sonic bubble bath” and I think that’s about right. Unfortunately they don’t have any music videos on YouTube (other than live recordings that are great but miss some of the calmness of their recordings). But here are some RealPlayer .ram streams from their website:
I Know Where You Are – my favorite song of theirs
Here’s the live recording of St. Peter’s Bones:
883 is an Italian pop band that, I understand, is rather popular in Italia. They also happened to be used in the Italian class I sat in on while spending the summer in Florence back in 2000, so a couple of their songs are permanently stuck in my head.
One of these, “Un Giorno Cosi” can be seen here. I think it’s rather cheesy, but still pretty great, optimistic-sounding pop rock. It’s also amusing to watch music videos from Italy to see what an Italian pop artist thinks looks cool or sexy…
Allison Krauss has a beautifully smooth and relaxing voice. Just listen: