As I sat watching John Kerry on stage last night, surrounded by his band of brothers, the men he served with in Vietnam, it occurred to me how absolutely underwhelming it would have been if I were the Democratic candidate for presidency standing up there on the stage in Boston, flanked by the people I was leading in my mid-twenties. Somehow, the image of a dozen bitter and underemployed Kinkos coworkers just doesnt inspire thoughts of greatness.
I need to take off for work now, but I wanted to share this image first. Its from a reader named Ken and its of the stately and majestic Free Speech Zone situated down the street and around the corner from the Democratic National Convention.
