I've been watching as much of the Republican convention as I can tolerate, but I've been taking a lot of breaks. A lot of the delegates are doing the same thing, we're told.
The truth is, it's been hard to take: fear, hate, more fear, more hate, and not much else. I stuck with Rudy Giuliani for a while, not wanting to miss seeing him have his stroke, but after a few minutes I had to give up. The black sheriff of Milwaukee County, who thinks "Black Lives Matter" is a terrorist organization, was especially despicable. That first night, Melania's speech offered the only respite from the fear and loathing; yes, it was especially amusing that a chunk was plagiarized from Michelle Obama. Why not Margaret Thatcher — or even Tipper Gore?
I must have missed the "Work" part of the "Make America Work Again" themed second night, because all I heard were especially rabid attacks on Hillary, with the grand prize going to Chris Christie. It was pretty much the same on night three, with a little Bible thumping from Pence, and a star turn by Ted Cruz, who apparently still hasn't forgiven the Donald for linking Ted's father to the Kennedy assassination.
I don't know if I'll watch Tr*mp's speech tonight. I suppose, as an informed citizen, I should — but I might have to chug a little Pepto first. Will there be a post-convention "bump" for the Republicans this year? I won't be surprised if it doesn't happen.