Words without ideas: Watching the debate between Democrat Sen. Bill Nelson and Republican Rep. Katherine Harris last night was a frustrating experience. Not because the candidate I favor lost the debate, but because both candidates failed to articulate a coherent message that communicated either vision or capability.
Granted, Nelson came off a little better overall than Harris, but not much. It was clear that Harris had been prepped with some stock phrases and soundbites, which she strung together in a somewhat haphazard fashion, as if she were constructing a dadaist speech from random sound samples. I had expected Harris to come off as crazier than she did, but she managed to keep it together, although she did go after Nelson on his voting record in kind of a mean way. His weak-assed response to Harris’ quoting the St. Petersburg Times’ criticism of Nelson’s rather short list of accomplishments in the Senate was to hold up a paper and claim to have been endorsed by a dozen newspapers from across Florida. This was not even your high-school debate club level of discourse.
Harris had been prepped with some stock phrases and soundbites, which she strung together in a haphazard fashion, as if she were constructing a dadaist speech from random sound samples.
Harris’ most annoying habit in the debate was to walk out from behind the podium, I suppose to show off her cream-colored hose (which kind of made her legs look big), and to show off her bosom, which otherwise was hidden by the podium, and which seems to be a major part of her campaign platform. Unfortunately, standing out in the open like that meant that she had to use a range of about six stock hand motions to emphasize her points, whether they made sense in context or not. Nelson did not rise to the bait, however, and remained safely ensconced behind his podium.
But Harris’ most bizarre behavior of the night came immediately after the debate. As soon as it was over, she exited stage left, while Nelson bee-lined to the journalists who asked the questions and started glad-handing and chumming with them and the moderator. He also was joined by his wife, and the two of them stood chatting with the panelists and moderator as the credits rolled.
Meanwhile, Harris was visible in the darkness of the other end of the stage because of her cream-colored blouse. After watching Nelson for about 30-45 seconds, Harris marched across the stage and inserted herself in the scene, shaking hands with the panelists and moderator. But then, having shaken hands all around, she didn’t have anything else to do, as no one seemed interested in jaw-jacking with her. So she turned and walked back over to the darkness of the oppposite end of the stage and stood there, arms crossed, watching Nelson work the stage as more people came up from the audience.
She was still standing there, alone and in the dark, when the credits ended.
I suppose after all was said and done, I kind of wished I’d done what Brian Moore did. He’s the independent candidate running for Nelson’s seat who, along with a handful of other unknowns, was not invited to participate in the debate. So, figuring there are more ways than one to get media coverage, Moore went to Cuba to underscore his opposition to the U.S. embargo of that island nation.
Now that’s my kind of independent thinking — and, with coverage in the International Herald Tribune, an admirable PR ploy to boot.