10/06/04
Brr, he gives me the shivers. I kept watching Cheney during the debate last night thinking "when that guy finally goes to his grave, how many secrets will die with him? The things that man must have seen go down." It's kind of easy to picture him deep in the bowels of the Vatican working on some secret Masonic mission, or maybe I've been reading too much Dan Brown.
Anyway, even though it seemed like the very battle of life against death, I actually thought the debate was a draw the night of the debate. Edwards messed up on the question where he had to talk about his own qualifications, even though he had a much better closing statement. But they basically just kept refutting each others facts, and without Factcheck.com (I mean factcheck.org!) right there in front of me, it was hard to know who was right on.
In the clear light of day though, as more and more comes out about how many points Cheney flat out lied about (including something that could so easily be refutted, like meeting Edwards, what was he thinking?) I began to agree with many of the assesments that said Edwards won.
And while there are many comparisions you can make of the differences between Edwards and Cheney (I keep picturing Edwards as Bastion from the Neverending Story having to fight off the "nothing.") the very best, and most apt comparison came from Jessi Klein on CNN who compared them like this, "Even though they haven't spoken, just looking at them, I have finally realized who they are...Garfield and Nermal. Cheney is Garfield, the grumpy old fat cat who hates Mondays, and Edwards is the lesser known "Nermal," the obnoxiously too-cute, little kitten with long eyelashes that Garfield hates."
Who knew Nermal could kick some ass?