President Barack Obama spoke at Northrup Auditorium to a crowd of about 11,000 people today.
That’s 9,000 fewer than Bill Clinton drew.
Clinton Packed The 19,000-Seat Target Center. “President Clinton used to refer politely to Bob Dole as ‘my opponent.’ But over the last two days, Clinton has stopped doing even that, and in what appears to be an act of supreme confidence, he barely acknowledges that he is facing any opposition at all in this reelection campaign. At a boisterous rally that packed the 19,000-seat Target Center arena here yesterday, Clinton tried to ride above partisan politics just a week before the election.” (Brian McGrory, “Buoyed By Polls, Clinton Tunes Out Dole; Campaign ’96 / The Incumbent,” The Boston Globe, 10/29/96)
Mark Dayton, seen in public for the first time in a week, apparently stood by attentively…
…while the President “helped him” by cheerleading for…the Obama Administration.
Dayton’s campaign has apparently figured out that their best bet is to keep Dayton out of the public eye, and away from things like microphones and cameras.
Rumors that he’s been in hiding with Betty McCollum are strictly unconfirmed.
Wish I coulda been there.
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HAH!! Like.
Somewhere in Edina, a dog’s ears are tingling.
Finally cornered for public comment, Mark Dayton said “Uh…uh…umm… yeah well… umm…uh…”
Expect a Nick Coleman article to clarify these comments forthwith.
Fucking pathetic, ‘mitch’, even for you!
You seem a little tense, Flash.
Maybe you should cut back a little on the crystal meth?
I know, I know — easier said than done!
A jigger of Victory Gin might be in order.
Victory Gin is so named because, of course, it symbolizes the defeat of the human spirit . . .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X1A3r9Bss70
Those carefree afternoons sucking down kegs of cheap beer in the garage have taken a dark turn, Terry.
Meth? No, it much worse…much, much worse.
Moonbat Flush has been snorting his kool-aid straight out of the package.
Word on the street is that moonbat Flush was recently carried out on a stretcher screaming “Go ahead, Larry Bud Melman, teabag me again!”.
Fucking pathetic, ‘mitch’, even for you!
He’s taking it well.
Getting nervous, Flash?
And I didn’t notice you calling Sprotty “fucking pathetic” when he posted a picture of a Nazi Nuremberg Rally when writing about a conservative get-together. I guess “centrisity” is selective, huh?