The Democratic convention continues to have its highs and lows. Bernie Sanders acts like a loyal partner, despite lingering spite from some of his followers. The "show" is repetitive, predictable, often banal and verging on the mediocre. But there have been two great moments.
The First Lady was extraordinary, a shot in the arm. Articulate, sunny, confident. Poor Melania had better return to her magazines, or better, go into hiding. And President Clinton was looking better and more presidential than ever. He was disciplined, elegant in choosing the shadows, allowing the projector to shine on his wife only. There was something emotional in his very personal address. Coming after the abrasive, uninformed, Neanderthal-like Trump monologue, the cloudy dark sky suddenly opened and life got an opportunity to enter the political discourse. Bill Clinton didn't play "ego", he just chose to play second role to his wife. This "tandem" has had a lot to overcome together, especially in their darkest hours, when the hyenas dressed up for the kill. The potential First... (they will have to come up with something) will be the stellar advisor to a President Hillary Rodham Clinton.
The convention loved him . Rightly so.
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