The American Spectator

br> — Donald R. Melquist br> San Francisco, CA /p>

I am embarrassed to be a Minnesotan. I lived in Northfield where Paul gained his strength as a prof at Carleton, and marched, based on true, hippie, liberal platforms. His passion notwithstanding, he was a unique “bird.” But the summary of last night’s extremely partisan and flashy rally was right on. I did not attend, or watch it for we had heard rumors that the party was going to use it to win by association and empathy. Between our former wrestling gov, former mayor Latimer who did a good job — but had to get his points in there — and Mr. Kahn’s rally speech, it makes me want to disassociate myself from this state’s reputation and history. Is Walter Mondale the best that the DNC can come up with?

p>Unbelievable, and what a travesty to turn what could have been a classy, discreet — even with a little politicking — event, into what even the directors of the Shriner’s or Cirque d’Soleil couldn’t do… br> a Nielsen’s polling event. /p> p>Thanks, br> — Jeannie Finer br> St. Louis Park, MN /p> p> C-Span — the bane of my existence. Drifting in and out of sleep, I am unable to ascertain where reality ends and subconscious thought begins. Paul Wellstone’s memorial service flickers on the screen. I think a musical tribute is emanating from the screen. Are they playing disco music at a memorial? Is that “Love Train”? Is the mourning crowd cheering Al Gore’s arrival? People dancing? The crowd is not booing, are they? Maybe I sat on the remote and changed the channel to championship wrestling. No…wait…there is a casket. Inside is Senator Paul Wellstone. Yes, this is the memorial service. Kneeling beside the casket are two hazy figures engaged in some sort of activity. They are coming into focus. It is Terry McAuliffe and Bill Clinton. Good God, they are casting lots. Please let me wake up. br> —