The conventions are over, consigned to history. Memories remain of the scenes, people, speeches and one-liners.
From the Republican gathering, one remains particularly etched in our political consciousness: a doddering octogenarian talking to an empty chair. It’s sad to see Rowdy Yates/Blondie/Dirty Harry declining so embarrassingly.
Democrats, on the other hand, had fun, lots of it. It wasn’t supposed to be that way, with them in a funk due to the lingering weak economy and Republicans/Teas on the ascent.