I can’t resist.
Even though I’ve been a fan of Clint Eastwood forever.
Even though he’s our local hero, and the former mayor of the town where I live.
Even though I was planning to post something else tonight.
Even though I was planning never to write about politics again after the last election
Even though I didn’t even see the speech live. (While you were watching the convention, I was watching “The Imposter” at a theater. I’ll resist the obvious jokes)
After watching convention highlights, my husband suggested I write about it and I said I wouldn’t.
Now he’s asleep and here I am. How could I resist?
It was a convention speech that defied convention–
That diminished a distinguished career of 5 decades in 10 minutes.
That added #Eastwooding, a new internet meme and a new word to the lexicon.
That instantly illustrated the political power of social media (hasn’t Clint heard of Twitter?)
Go ahead— make my day:
Probably that’s what Mitt Romney was thinking before Clint’s speech.
Probably that’s what Barack Obama was thinking after it.
The question is, what was Clint thinking?