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RNC Night 3 Opening: Land of Heroes

by Vanderleun on August 26, 2020

Nice to see an election team rich in people who know how to play this game. It’s never wrong to push the myths if you wish to build Jerusalem.

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Gordon Scott August 26, 2020, 8:28 PM

Scott Adams has mentioned that whoever is producing the RNC is really really good. He called out Melania’s speech. She’s not a great speaker, but did okay. But what worked was her long walk to the podium. See, she knows how to walk in a way that makes people look at her. Most people cannot do that without extensive training. So featuring that was a brilliant move.

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Mike Anderson August 27, 2020, 6:16 AM

You got it, Gordon! Melania Trump has more than a walk, she has PRESENCE. I’ve only met one or two people like that in my long life, one was an Army ENT physician who absolutely riveted everyone’s attention just by entering the room. Which is exactly what Melania does; no man can look away, or would want to. And every woman would kill for those looks. My re-election motto: Make America Glamorous Again!

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James ONeil August 27, 2020, 7:59 AM

Agree Gordon & Mike. Other wonderful think about, Melania, she makes democrats grate, again, and again, and again.

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