The Fly

Cindy and I watched the VP debate last night.  It had it’s share of the candidates talking over the moderator but overall was more “standard” in it’s execution.  Depending on the camera angle Mike Pence looked like a mannequin or the prior pope, you know, the one that basically looked like the devil reincarnated into human form. He is one creepy dude. Now of course looks may provide entertainment and commentary but it isn’t what a debate should be about.

Pence utilized similar talking points as Big Don but to his credit did not include the interrupting and yelling every 8 seconds as his boss did.  Repeatedly when asked direct questions that he did not want to answer he pivoted to one of his rehearsed talking points.  He was forced to do this quite a few times as there are a lot of issues in the Trump presidency that are open sores which they don’t want to not talk about.  I thought Kamela did well, the only question she didn’t want to answer was if the democrats planned to “stuff” the Supreme Court if the republicans ram through their nominee for RBG’s seat.

But the star of the show was the fly that landed on Mike Pence’s head and remained there for at least 5 minutes.  His hair must have had so much product in it that he could not feel the fly walking around.  I kept wondering if the moderator or Kamela would tell Mike about the fly but they did not.  There was something magically symbolic about a fly sitting on the VP’s head during a debate, a scene we are unlikely to see repeated anytime soon.

I heard they want to make the next debate virtual since President Big League got the rona and can’t be trusted to use solid safety precautions.  As expected his immediate reaction was more tantruming with threats to not participate.  That would not bother me or the majority of Americans in the least.