Like Cheney and Harris, I may not agree with Tim Miller on everything but I agree with this:
As long as I live I will never fully comprehend it. There should have been a line of honest and wise men a mile long standing behind Cheney on Thursday. But their cowardice, their venality, their shameful abdication of responsibility only served to make this moment in Ripon more powerful.
Because instead of that mile long line of men, there stood two women with vanishingly little in common. There they were, in the place where an honest, abolitionist Republican party formed, in political unity, bound by a mutual love of country and a commitment to its best ideals.
Two women standing in the breach to protect the country from the men trying to tear it apart.
Two women alone, standing together for all of us.
I didn’t mention it in my Salon column about their campaign stop yesterday but I was impressed by something they did that I think is important. When Cheney introduced Harris she walked back and waited for her to come out and I expected them embrace there on the stage. But they didn’t. They shook hands and then walked back together to the front of the stage.
This one wasn’t about “joy.” It was a serious moment with both of them playing distinct roles as the leaders of different political factions coming together in one coalition to stop the march toward fascism. They acted like leaders.
I appreciated it. Two women alone, standing together for all of us. Hell yeah.