If you want to get an idea of the mood inside the journalism business these days, wait till midnight tonight, turn off all the lights in your house, shut yourself in your bedroom closet, put on your sunglasses, pull a paper sack over your head, and stare expectantly at the future.
Clinton’s approach in Pennsylvania provides a nice contrast with Obama’s. He stands on a platform surrounded by screaming supporters. Clinton sits at a table with local business leaders, local academics, and the mayor of Pittsburgh discussing ways “we can collaborate to find solutions.” When audience members share their worries with her, she thanks them for their “courage,” blames Dick Cheney, and nods at them like a supermom: maternal, efficient, and in control.
I find both approaches a little creepy.
