Robots Would Have Done It Better
I knew that I wasn’t feeling well last night. I should have stayed home and tried to fight off the effects of this crud, but that would have meant watching the teleprompter voices, so I headed out to a comedy show and had a great time. When I made it home, I took some knock-off Nyquil and headed to bed. And now? Now I am a hurting unit.
So no, I did not watch the teleprompter readers live. I anticipated that I would get plenty of tweets, texts, and posts that would keep me up to date. But I found myself wondering what happened when it basically went silent.
I figured it out this morning while watching the replays and realizing that politicians are not immune from the robot-ification that comes with trying to read a speech off of a teleprompter. Any passion, any feeling, any reason for anybody to pay attention to these blowhards went out the window…
What I came away with is the confirmation that what I said the other day is true: this shutdown has nothing to do with money or morals. It is 100% a power struggle. That’s all it is. One side or the other will eventually blink, and when they do, the other side will shove the knife in between their ribs.