Obama lama ding dong

Oh, my lord, could the contrast  be any more vivid between the anger and grievance-fuelled Republican gathering in Milwaukee a few weeks ago and the unfettered joy on display by Democratic delegates in Chicago the week? Doom and gloom versus hope and optimism. How this can be as close a race as it seems to be is beyond me.

I can’t speak to what the mood would be like if the Democratic candidate was still Joe Biden. I suspect somewhat sombre with less genuine shows of enthusiasm. But Biden did what he realised he had to do. As he said in his speech on Monday night, he loves his job, but he loves his country more. (As opposed to loving his job so much he fomented an insurrection to overturn democracy in order to cling on to it – and stay out of jail.) There was joy and determination from those who spoke before Biden. AOC setting the place on fire (as it were) and Hillary Clinton unable to suppress a grin when the crowd started chanting “Lock him up!” were two of my favourites.

And then there was last night.

Everyone remembers the warm, affectionate speech given by Melania in Milwaukee, don’t they? No, of course they don’t, because there was no speech. The Wankmaggot’s wife was barely there and looked miserable when she was. Unlike this candidate’s spouse.

After watching this I commented on Facebook that “Doug Emhoff is a frigging rock star. Okay, maybe soft rock”. I love this guy.

Emhoff was the adorable warm up act for the real rock stars, the Obamas.

Unlike the (still wonderful) speeches Michelle Obama made as first the candidate’s, then the President’s wife, last night she let rip and got quite a few things off her chest.

To hell with going high when they go low.

And then it was her husband’s turn, introducing himself as the only person stupid enough to go out on stage after his wife.

His speech was everything we expect from Barack Obama: hard hitting, highly intelligent and sprinkled with the humour the maggot who followed him into the White House so completely lacks.

If I had to pick my favourite moment, it was when he was talking about Tim Walz – and the cutaway to Gwen Walz.

And then there was this.

There is nothing the Wankmaggot hates more than being mocked. And there is no one he hates being mocked by more than Barack Hussein Obama, who I suspect might have resisted the impulse to roast him in 2011 if he’d suspected what this would unleash.

Fun at the time though.

If you follow this blog, it’s unlikely that you didn’t see Obama’s speech last night, but, just in case, here it is in full.

And what of the candidate herself? Harris was not in Chicago last night. She and Walz were staging a rally in Milwaukee, in the same venue used for the Republican National Convention.

Walz took his own poke at Wankmaggot, telling the crowd: “Not only do we have massive energy in our convention [in Chicago], we have a hell of a lot more energy [here] where they had their convention…That other guy is going to be so sad tonight, so sad.”

Was that the sound of the Wankmaggot’s head exploding? God, I hope so.