The hot dog-eating contest at Coney Island on the Fourth of July… belly-flopping at the local pool… the Red Sox salary drive, currently underway.
Listen to Jon’s commentary:
But there’s one silly summer ritual which happens every four years that has lost its charm. It’s the overwrought, overemphasized, almost-always-meaningless search for a vice-presidential nominee.
It was double the fun four years ago with no incumbent, when we had two VP storylines to follow, and for us feral animals in the press corps, Sarah Palin made it quadruple the fun.
This year, we’re down to one, since the predictable talk about the president possibly dumping Joe Biden has apparently petered out.
But never fear!
It’s “the biggest decision of Mitt Romney’s career,” hadn’t you heard?
As if, should he choose a competent person, they won’t almost immediately fade into campaign obscurity.
Come to think of it, even if they win in November, he or she is headed for some of America’s most high-profile anonymity.
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