Reflections on the Presidential Debate

I apologize for the short essay today; my schedule is filling up, and my energy reserves are drying up.

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I've struggled my entire life to get my words out the way I intended them. Then, one of my vocal cords was paralyzed. I've known for quite a while that as I get older, the stammer and stutter will return with a vengeance.

I wasn't dissatisfied with any of the president's answers last night, but seeing him struggle to give them was painful in a very personal way.

Stuttering and stammering doesn't mean you're any less intelligent or quick-minded. It does mean that when people aren't actually being directly cruel about what you're going through, then you're worried about the next time they will.

Since they started televising the debates, we've had a very serious style over substance problem in America. It's how we ever elected somebody known as a conman throughout the country in the first place. We'd rather have somebody who looks good on television and speaks in memes than somebody who will get the job done.

I've been really very satisfied with the Biden presidency. On most issues, we're in better shape now than we have been in a while. I know the difference between a successful campaign and a successful presidency though, and you have to get through one to get to the other.

I don't know that I can change even one mind about the president's speech impediment. Without that, our options become limited.

Multiple sources report that Donald Trump responded with one or more falsehoods in every single answer he gave last night—and yet the headlines are still Biden’s speech patterns. This is where we are in America.