Hillary Is Lady President Of The World Now, And We Are Going Home
Don't fuck with her.
Everyone, did you see it? Did you see our next president take that stage Thursday night and show everyone watching, including Donald Trump, that she will be the 45th president of the United States? We did! According to our Twitter, we may have started crying during the introduction video:
If Twitter says it, it must be true! For real, though, history was made last night, and it will be made again in November when we elect Hillary Clinton emperor of the entire galaxy. And after this amazing 2016 Democratic National Convention, we want to give a giant shout-out to another website on the intertubes, called RealClearPolitics, because on top of being a swell site that keeps track of polls and reports on all the politicks, as Peggy Noonan would probably spell it, its folks threw the nicest, swankiest, most welcoming watch parties in all of US America.
We mentioned it earlier this week, but the site rented out Talula's Garden, a very nice restaurant on Washington Square in Philly, and served free food (GOOD FOOD) and free booze (GOOD BOOZE) to anyone who signed up to come. Monday was pretty chill, but after that, the media started to find out, so by the end of the week, people from NBC and Huffington Post and others, including us, were coming there each night, after days of schlepping around Philly, to rest our weary bones and watch the conventions together. Remember what we said after Cleveland, about how, if you are traveling correctly, you end up finding a second home in every city you visit? Well this week, it was the RCP event, and we extend big hugs and a giant Wonkette THANK YOU to the staff of Talula's Garden and the fine women of RCP who hosted the events. (Apparently RCP did this in Cleveland too, but we didn't know!)
We also gotta say, Philadelphia is one of the nicest damn cities we've ever spent time in, and we will definitely be back to visit very, very soon. Oh, and stop complaining about how we haven't posted Hot Cop pics like we did in Cleveland, because here's one:
And here's a hot bartender. Not sure if he knows we took his picture, but ...
When Hillary was done vanquishing Trump with her white pantsuit, we met back up with Wonker people Maureen and Matt, until they had to toss us into an Uber because "exhausted."
And so now, here we are, after one thousand eleventy days on the road, and we are going to head back toward Memphis to see our dog. According to our Rand McNally atlas, it is a fuckton of miles away, so we guess we will see you next week. Thanks, Philly, U R THE BEST.