http://www.philadelphiaweekly.com/cover/Look over here: A perfectly harmless Dick Gephardt is buckling his chin strap. Let's give him the ball. How about that John Kerry, eh? He's got the hair to be president. You want youth? Try John Edwards. If you squint, he kinda looks Bobby Kennedy. Or what about Joe Lieberman? He's Jewish, you know. That's pretty neat.
The Democratic National Committee trotted out these guys, and to a man, the public's reaction was the same: yawn.
Howard Dean is generating something no Democrat in recent memory has: excitement. Not just partisan cheerleading, but real honest-to-goodness shake-shit-up excitement. In the last six months he's gone from nobody to the Guy to Beat. It started in February when the Bush administration was beating the war drum to a deafening crescendo, striking fear in the heart of any Democrat who dared withhold support.
Then a largely unknown former governor from a small New England state, Dean stood up before a meeting of the Democratic National Committee and questioned why the Dems on the Hill were cowardly acquiescing to the president's war aims. This, followed by, "I'm Howard Dean, and I'm here to represent the Democratic wing of the Democratic Party!" The crowd went ballistic. At long last, a Democratic presidential candidate with a pair of balls. Hallelujah!