I’d like to talk about last night’s presidential debate without talking politics.
President Obama is getting spanked by the media and even his supporters for his performance in last night’s debate. He was subdued, looked down a lot, didn’t attack, went kind of wonky.
Governor Romney, on the other hand, was animated and bombastic, full of piss and vinegar. He exuded tremendous energy, talking right over Jim Lehrer to get his points across. He had lots of points, lots of numbers and checklists, lots to say and he said it forcefully. The pundits loved it.
But until the debate was over and I started listening to the talking heads’ analysis, I thought Obama’s performance was fine. Actually, one of the people I watched the debate with said several times that Obama was being crushed, and I disagreed.
Evidently I was wrong.
But gosh--I liked Obama’s low-key energy. I liked the way he seemed to think about stuff, and I liked that his answers tended towards the philosophies behind his decisions rather than focusing on concrete numbers, which are often a lot of hocus-pocus in political banter. I liked his ocassional smiles and jokes.