My First, My Last
I am guilty of allowing the media to manipulate my emotions.
This event was weak. It was my first time covering a political event, so I don’t have a scale of weak to strong, but I know for a fact that this event was over-hyped and really weak.
The protesters were passionless and mostly lacked creativity.
There were a handful of evangelists blasting their voices out of a Thunder Power 1200 Megaphone for 7, thats right, SEVEN HOURS!
There were a few instigators who weren’t committed to instigating and left as soon as they came.
There were the Trump attendees. They seemed to have enjoyed standing in line and not caring who yell at them or what they yell about.
As I walk around just listening or observing, it felt like I was witnessing bipolar disorder.
