Even
if Hurricane Isaac hadn’t pre-empted it, I doubt I would have clicked my TV remote
tonight to the start of this week’s political commercial in Tampa. There was
once a time, however, when I would have looked at it very differently – back
when a convention’s outcome was not always foreordained and when actual news
was being made in and around the convention hall.
My
earliest convention memory is seeing President Eisenhower standing in his open
car being adulated by the crowds as he arrived at the 1956 convention in
Chicago. Of either party’s actual convention that year (which I was undoubtedly
still too young to stay up to watch), I recall nothing. 1960, however, was
another story entirely. Nixon’s nomination by the Republicans was already
really wrapped up (although some real news was still made at that convention).
The big story that year was the Democratic Convention in LA at which JFK
arrived a front-runner but not yet a winner. I remember the caucus “debate”
between him and LBJ, the wild “spontaneous demonstration” for Adlai Stevenson, watching
Wyoming casting the decisive vote during the roll call, Kennedy’s impromptu
unofficial acceptance that night, and his formal acceptance speech later at
which the “New Frontier” was introduced.
I
was more engaged in the process in 1964, following with interest the
internecine fight within the Republican party between the Goldwater republicans
and the Rockefeller republicans that culminated in Goldwater’s famous
“extremism in defense of liberty is no vice” speech. On the Democratic side
that year, the only suspense was who would be VP, which LBJ made the most of;
but the emotional highpoint was the convention’s 22 minutes of applause in tribute
to the murdered JFK, and his Robert Kennedy’s quoting of Romeo and Juliet: “When he shall die, take him and cut him out into
the stars, and he shall make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will
be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.”
Night
fell big-time on the Democrats in 1968, however. I had been distracted during
the rather boring Republican Convention by the death and funeral of a friend,
but was riveted (like much of the country) by the televised images of the
chaotic and violent Democratic Convention, at which the old New Deal coalition
quite visibly unraveled for all to see. 1968 was also, I believe, the last time
the Democratic standard bearer was nominated without having competed in a
single primary. Four years later, the new McGovern rules had effectively
replaced the old blue-collar base of the party with the collage of interest
groups that still dominate and control it – with predictable consequences. That
week I went to party at a friend’s lower East Side apartment to celebrate McGovern’s
nomination – a celebration famously delayed until an unconscionably late hour
by the delegates’ amazingly self-indulgent carrying on. McGovern’s nomination had
actually been sealed already by his victory in the California primary – perhaps
the last time that late primary played a decisive role in a campaign.
1976
saw the down-to-the-wire fight between President Gerald Ford and challenger
Ronald Reagan and the latter’s memorable speech detracting from Ford’s
ostensible victory. The Democrats nominated Jimmy Carter – an “outsider” who
actually bragged he had never met a Democratic President – and ended the
convention with a Martin Luther King, Sr., love-feast. Four years later,
however, having lost his challenge to Carter, Ted Kennedy gave the most
memorable speech of the convention and then notably avoided linking arms with
Carter – a gesture of support Carter clearly desired and needed. The Republicans meanwhile followed their
hearts and finally nominated Regan.
After
that, conventions quickly became less and less relevant – and a lot less
interesting. By the 1992 conventions, the Democrats had solidified their
identity as the abortion party and the Republicans as the “culture war” party.
Bill Clinton celebrated his win with Fleetwood Mack in 1992; Al Gore danced
with and kissed tipper in 2000; and Barack Obama gave a classy acceptance
speech in 2008. But by then it was all for show. No one now expects a
convention actually to decide anything anymore. And, if the candidates and
their handlers are successful, no non-weather-related news will be made there either.
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