CSotD: They’re heeeeeeere!
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As KAL notes, the campaign has started.
I moved to New Hampshire so late in October, 2008, that, before I left Maine, I voted there by proxy, since I didn't know any of the local issues in my new home-to-be. I wasn't in the Granite State long enough to get new plates for the car or a new drivers' license by election day, much less to have experienced any of the campaign hoopla.
Certainly, I hadn't seen what happens leading up to the New Hampshire Primaries.
I guess I'm about to find out what I missed, but, so far, it doesn't seem to be too much.
I suspect this all mattered a great deal more in a less well-connected time. I mean, I know y'all heard about Michele Bachmann giving a speech here in which she apparently thought she was in Massachusetts, or that we were, or that Ralph Waldo Emerson was, or whatever.
And, whether Paul Revere was riding 20 miles to Concord, Mass., or 70 miles to Concord, NH, the revelation of his secret goal of warning the enemy was carried outside of Boston, where it was actually said.
All politics may be local, but all news is global, and, unless you're caught up in the resulting traffic jam, a candidate appearance can be in New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Puerto Rico or just about anywhere and it will all look pretty much the same.
Last week's GOP debate, for instance, was sponsored by and carried on a TV station in Manchester (New Hampshire, that is, not Massachusetts, Vermont, Connecticut or England England), but it had been taken over by CNN, with the local news crew reduced to bit parts in the audience. And it was carried on CNN in the same format, same camera angles, same everything.
It could have happened in any of those Manchesters and the net effect on me would have been exactly the same.
On the other hand, thanks to her having been born in the area, I will always be able to figure out how old my granddaughter Johanna is.
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