And once again your intrepid N.C. correspondent will be there, reporting on all the happenings going on behind closed doors that they don’t want you to know about.
Actually… no I won’t. Oh, I’ll be there. But what goes on behind closed doors usually stays there, unfortunately. But if I pick up any scuttlebutt I’ll be sure to post it. I’m already hearing A LOT of grumbling against Tom Fetzer. Fetzer has, quite clearly, violated party rules by taking sides in a primary. It was also politically stupid of him- all he did was enhance Tim’s “us vs. them” story line. Fetzer is also taking some heat for paying himself a lot of money while state house and senate candidates are starving for funds.
But hey, it’s not like anyone told you to vote for someone else or anything…
If anyone else is attending, I’d like to hear your thoughts on the proceedings; post ‘em below, and I’ll see you there.
[UPDATE] Day 1 has come and gone, and absolutely nothing of interest has happened. Tomorrow should be interesting, though. I hear on good authority that a resolution condemning the smoking ban will be introduced on the floor. We’ll see how that one turns out. There will be other resolutions, boring speeches, and maybe something interesting. Maybe.
Oh, and our commenter Milko will be pleased to know that there is a nudie bar across the street from the convention center and right next to the hotel! Oh, I’d LOVE to see what might come of this!
[UPDATE 2] And once again I keep wondering why I waste my time on these things. Yeah, yeah… I’m a glutton for punishment. Anyways, Day 2 revolved around kissing Richard Burr’s ass. Funny, considering that he’s been a mediocre senator and a weak conservative. If they wanted to accomplish anything, and wanted to help him win in Novemeber, they should have kicked his ass all day instead.
Then we proceeded into the most boring thing ever: three hours of preening peacocks fully enjoying their time at the microphone. I nodded off a couple times, so I don’t really know what happened, but I’m sure it was totally useless and changed nothing.
Resolutions, one of the few interesting things during these conventions, was ruined again by the dais-dwelling establishment. Resolutions are always fun because we have real debates about philosophy. Or… we should. We don’t, actually, becasuse the resolutions committee is a tool for Tom Fetzer & Co., and they don’t like controversial resolutions being introduced. So instead we had to spend 2 hours talking about… Iran and how awesome Richard Burr is. There were a few others, but I don’t even remember them.
Meanwhile, some activisits tried to bring up some real resolutions that actually mattered, but the convention was conviniently adjourend before they had a chance to do so. Among those resolutions were a criticism of the smoking ban and a pro-gun statement.
The final big event of the convention was a dinner featuring Herman Cain. I didn’t go, but I’m told it went well.
Now it’s time to head back. I’m so glad I wasted an entire weekend and some of my money to do this. Don’t you wish you did too?
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