I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU... – AT 10:14 A.M. ET:   Have you been watching the convention?  You think there's anything odd there?

I mean, change the hair styles and fashions, and that convention could be taking place in 1968, and no one would know the difference.  It is almost nostalgic, including Bill Clinton's stroll down memory lane with his beloved spouse, presented to us as a saintly, gracious queen.  As one observer asked, if she's that great and wonderful, how come he abused her so much over the years?

And how about "inclusion"?  That's the big word this week in Philadelphia.  Tell me, do you feel included?  I certainly don't.  I get the feeling I'm excluded.  I got the sense that only certain groups popular on the left are included.  There is kind of an unseen list. 

And what about the "mothers of the movement" segment, featuring black mothers of young people who've been killed in police actions.  Of course we feel for them.  But there was absolutely no attempt to note that each of those cases was different.  Some may well have involved fully justified police action.  But, hey, let's not get bogged down with details.  And where were the widows, parents, and children of police officers?  Some Democrats were asked that, but the answers were always evasive.  Having a few token cops apparently sufficed.  We all know what the real answer is.  The Black Lives Matter movement, well represented at the convention, would never allow those police families on that stage.

I note that no speaker thus far has mentioned ISIS.  Who cares?  Not relevant to the agenda of the hard left, which dominates this disgraceful, irrelevant convention. 

The overall impression I get is one of overwhelming immaturity.  Those are not adults on my screen.  They're screaming babies, the kind who use words like "microaggressions." 

As for the role of the media, we're getting exactly what we expected.  Let the fawning continue. 

July 27, 2016