It had been hyped like crazy, predicted, wondered about, and in some corners, feared, but tonight Hillary outdid even herself, saying what needed to be said to unify this fired up but fractured party. You've seen the TV coverage, but let me give you a little backstage color.
The blue signs you see in this picture were handed out just as Senator Clinton started speaking. The "whips" for each state come through the aisles Santa Claus style doling signage out to eager delegates. I was no exception. You may not realize that the states nearest the speaker, on the flat part of the convention "floor," are the swing states, and those that are solidly blue or red are relegated to lesser seats. With Obama comfortably ahead in California, we are relegated to the background. But we're the biggest and often the loudest. We make our presence known, and I'm leading the way.
So pity the poor guy who came up to our whip to wrestle California's bag of treats away. He had a good argument -- for the sake of TV more signs were needed in the swing state area -- and he did get away with it once. But when he came back a second time he was verbally stoned by Californians defending their turf. The impostor deterred, our whips started to dole out our signs, three and four at a time, to a hungry crowd.
And then it got complicated.
You see, the signs said "unity" on one side and either "hillary" or "obama" on the other. Can you see where this is going? Sure, we believe in unity but we were fighting for the signs! Hillary people wanted the Hillary signs. Obama people wanted Obama signs. As if that wasn't bad enough, an Obama delegate next to me passed over a Hillary sign, greatly angering a Clinton delegate two rows back (wearing a gas mask -- part of the "silencing" protest crowd), who said, "You don't want a Hillary sign? Fine, I'll take it." So I tried to quell things by taking a Hillary sign. But soon after taking it I unrolled a sheet of Obama stickers from my bag, and stuck them to the Hillary sign. A show of true unity, I thought. And I started urging people around me that the way to show unity was to to take the sign of the person we had not initially supported. Sadly, that great wisdom did not catch on.
So we remained polarized in our unity, but unity is was, nevertheless. I heard two Hillary delegates exchange a "she's come so far" whisper between themselves. I nodded, and reached out to the one I did not know, and squeezed her hand. She wiped away tears throughout the speech, and I felt great compassion toward her. The shoe could so easily have been on the other foot, and it would have been me adoring my fallen hero instead of anticipating Thursday's great speech. It is not hard for me to envision "us" as "them."
The pundits are saying she pulled it off, and the Hillary folk I've bumped into in the street since then have said the same. Perhaps tonight was exactly what they needed.
I sure hope so.
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