I usually try to stray from the personal blogs, but I just had a really interesting day on Thursday, so I thought I’d share it. I’ll start from the top.
I went with a friend to Delaware County Community College to see poet Sonia Sanchez. To any Delco-based readers, if you ever have a chance to go to one of her presentations, I highly recommend it. Her poetry is not only amazing, but it’s not based on just the words; the way she recited it added just as much as word selection. I found one of the poems she read on YouTube, called “Peace.” She’s highly liberal, so that’s a warning to any of my conservative readers.
Anyway, after that, we went to Wawa for something to eat, and we killed some time before we headed up to West Chester University to see Chelsea Clinton take a two-hour Q & A from the audience. She had fairly lengthy, detailed responses to each of the questions, so I stood there for a good 45 minutes to an hour before my question was taken. The previous questions were cookie-cutters like “What does your mother plan to do about the receding economy?” or “What is Hilary’s stance on stem-cell research?”
I would have none of it. Donning my red Phillies hat and gray Phillies sweatshirt, I held my arm up and waved it around frantically, begging for her attention. It worked, and I had the floor for the next question for the daughter of one of the top two Democratic Presidential nominees. With TV cameras and dozens of college kids’ cameras and cell phones pointed at me, I summoned my stately voice and calmly asked her, “Since you’re in this area of Pennsylvania, how well do you think the Phillies are going to do this year?”
I got a mixed response: half laughter, half “this guy’s a jackass.” To Chelsea’s credit, she took it in stride and simply said (to paraphrase), “I’m from New York so I’m not going to go there.”
After the Q & A was over, about 75 or so people hung around and moved up front to meet, get autographs from, and take pictures with Ms. Clinton. I and my four comrades took this opportunity and waited our turn. When I got to the front of the line, I was given the unfortunate task of having to take someone else’s picture. And in case you’re asking, no, I did not screw up the picture. I was anxious to meet Ms. Clinton though. After the camera flash, I swiftly walked up to her and asked her, “Hey, did you like my Phillies question?”
“Oh, that was you?” she replied.
“Yeah, I like to keep people on their toes like that. Hi, I’m Bill Baer — nice to meet you.”
“My pleasure,” said the daughter of former President Bill and former First Lady and hopeful President Hilary Clinton. “My boyfriend’s from Philly, so he’d be on your side with that question.”
My days are usually monotonous, so this was quite a welcome bit of excitement for me, and oddly enough, not one second of my day was sports-related (besides my clothing and my questioning). I ignored my NCAA bracket (still got 3 of the 4 games today) and spring training baseball. It was worth it.
Still not going to vote for Hilary, though. Or anyone for that matter.