You have to admit that last night’s “debate” between Pence and Harris wasn’t as big a shit show as the one last week with the two Presidential candidates. Well, that’s unless you buy into the conspiracy theory that the DNC somehow managed to unleash a fly that attached itself to Pence’s head, highlighting that the VP is pretty much just a pile of dung.
Hard to believe I actually wrote that. Oh well.
Actually, I discount that conspiracy theory. I seriously doubt that the DNC is smart enough to do that . Or most anything else for that matter.
But I do have a theory for how the fly managed to gain the attention of a nation desperately wanting to get some info from these political gasbags.
I’m not sure what constitutes a good debate. But I know that these days we are a long way from the classic confrontations of let’s say Lincoln and Douglas. The candidates really don’t even make an attempt to answer the questions they are asked. And to the extent that they are stringing a series of words together the result is mostly a barrage of lies and bullet points taken from their campaign websites.
Oh well. We elected a reality TV personality in 2016. And the so-called debates are really nothing more than reality TV shows: all sound and fury with no substance. Kind of like studio wrestling without the divas.
So it’s not hard to understand why a fly can emerge as the star of the broadcast.
And now the second Presidential debate has been scheduled for October 15 in a format that has been described as a virtual townhall. Trump says this would be a waste of time and won’t attend. Presumably he would rather be face to face in a crowded venue where he can infect others with the virus. I digress.
Yet I have to believe that Biden is already preparing for the next debate.
I’m Rob Jewell and I live and write in Woodland Park, Colorado, the City Above the Clouds.
I've been fortunate. I worked for 29 years at BFGoodrich in Akron, Ohio. I started editing employee publications and ended as vice president of corporate communications. Then I started a public relations consulting company before becoming a full-time faculty member in the School of Journalism at Kent State University. I taught courses in writing, public relations and mass communication ethics. And I supervised a student-run public relations firm, called Flash Communications. During my tenure at Kent State I was honored to receive the university’s Outstanding Teaching Award.
During most of this time I've been a dedicated runner. OK, jogger, if you take speed into consideration. But while my times are not much to write about, I was and am committed. For almost 30 years I ran at least 1,000 miles each year. (Except for one year when I tore my calf muscle playing tennis. So much for tennis.)
Being on the road most mornings at 5 a.m. gave me some time to think. It also led to some amazing friendships that now span more than three decades.
And my longtime love affair with running helped me shape my first novel, Then We Ran, which is available wherever electronic books are sold.
And just so you don't think that all I did was work and run, I have other interests as well, many centering on family.
My wife, Mary, was a successful and highly regarded career teacher in the Akron public schools. She now devotes her time and energy to a host of social and athletic activities in Woodland Park.
My son, Brian, teaches at Cheyenne Mountain High School in Colorado Springs where he is also the head soccer coach.
And my daughter, Jessica, has completed her doctorate at Kent State University where she is also an administrator with the Wick Poetry Center. I've done a lot of writing during my career -- but Jessica is the real writer in the family. I'll try not to make too many errors in this blog. I'm sure she'll be watching.
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