We're At the Democratic Convention, Where It Is Very Hot and Friendly
PoliticsWelcome to ConBag, a daily roundup of gossip from the Democratic National Convention, which we are attending for four very sweaty days.
PHILADELPHIA—After an extremely early train ride, Joanna Rothkopf and I have arrived in the city of brotherly love. So far, we have seen the inside of a taxi, the inside of the apartment we’re staying in, the inside of a bus, and the Panera in which we currently sit. “I wonder what the dating scene is like here?” I pondered. “I bet it’s great, there are so many PhD candidates,” Joanna replied.
Two Arkansas delegates in extensive Bernie gear wandered up to us at our table in Panera. Jason, who looked to be in his twenties, said he was still feeling carsick from his 22-hour drive; he was accompanied by Cherry, a woman in her sixties who kept angling to give us an optimal view of her Bernie t-shirt. Jason said that he would vote for Trump over Hillary, explaining that he doesn’t think Trump would be able to do anything in office because [a presumably Republican-controlled] Congress would block him. This idea was confusing for everyone!
Jezebel: But what about appointing judges to the Supreme Court?