Politico sucks its thumb at great length this morning on the topic, Why Trump Needs a Packed Convention. Spoiler alert: it’s because he’s psychologically needy.
Quelle surprise! That means “Who’d a thunk it?” in French.
But here is my question.
The Republican Convention—whatever form it takes and wherever it is held—will run from August 24 to August 27.
Let’s say, just for the sake of the discussion, that you are an affluent, politically active businessman in St. Louis, and a member in good standing of the Norwood Hills Country Club. Let’s say that, as a token of general esteem and appreciation of your financial contributions, the Missouri Republican Party has selected you as a delegate to the 2020 convention. Let’s say it’s the third week in August, 2020.
Are you really going to want to get on a plane and fly to Charlotte or Atlanta or Miami, and plop your abundant posterior down in a seat along with 50 thousand yahoos, screaming at the top of their lungs, most of them without masks?
Perhaps it will help to focus your mind if you take a look at the above photo, which depicts the Spectrum Center in Charlotte, North Carolina, where the convention is currently scheduled to take place.