It's not just Halloween, it's Get-Out-the-Vote Union-style weekend. Like animated Zombies union workers will hit the streets, fill the bleachers, raise the signs, and pump up Obama and the Democrat candidates for one last hurrah. Well, good luck. How many union members support this? You can't tell me union dollars aren't behind all these last-minute efforts to mobilize. Will storming the streets and halls creating a delusion of all-is-well and Obama is king be worthwhile? What ramifications await the union leadership when the final tallies are counted and the amount of money expended is fully realized? Perhaps it won't just be the halls of government where calls for fiscal responsibility are heard.
I watched Obama address the crowds earlier today. It all sounded wonderful. A full chorus chanting, a crowd straining to recapture the fading moments of two years ago. And although Obama sounded a little more energized than he has in the past couple of weeks, there was a moment when he stopped, raised that haughty chin, took in the sound and appeared transported. Within moments he took on a more wistful look and, while still in the throes of the crowd, had clearly returned to the present. The moment was lost. Not for want of Obama's desire to cling to past glory but for the present to insert itself by means of a jarring Democrat heckler who returned him to reality. For all their cries, jeers, heckles, and yells, the left is losing air and the rest of us are slowly able to breathe again.
