Showing posts with label Presidential Debates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Presidential Debates. Show all posts

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Inside the Presidential Debate!


First, everyone is asking how we got our debate tickets . . . so, here it is.  Jim Lehrer was supposed to stay in our guest house while he was here in Oxford.  The Debate Commission ended up moving him to another location that was a little closer to the Ford Center which is where the debate was held (disappointing!).  We got to keep our "golden tickets", though.  Sorry for all the secrecy, but Lehrer wrote the questions for the debate--which obviously meant that he knew the questions that were going to be asked before the debate took place. People didn't need to know where he was.

At around 5:00 yesterday afternoon, we went to a parking lot about half a mile from the debate venue.  We parked and walked up to a huge white tent, and there were signs everywhere on the outside of the tent saying "No cell phones!  No cameras!".  Since we had been told that we could bring cameras, my husband told the volunteer at the door that we would just take them in and check on it for ourselves (love that man!).  We asked our friend from the Debate Commission what to do about our camera, and she asked the secret service agent who was screening everyone.  He told her we could bring them in--just to turn them off.  Done.  We scarfed down some great hors d'oeuvres since we knew we wouldn't be eating again for five or six hours.  Then we went through security--metal detectors and bag search and boarded a bus for the Ford Center.

When we arrived, we were tunneled by barricades right into the door of the venue, and people were directed to their floors.  We stood around in the lobby for a while . . . waiting . . . .waiting, and then the doors opened.  The place looked amazing--you saw the stage for yourself on TV. We were on the lower balcony, so we had a great view of everything.  About half of the seats on the back of the lower orchestra level (about 200 or so seats) had been removed to make room for the six major news networks who were allowed inside the venue.   Platforms had been built and six mini televisions studios had been partitioned off.  This is where people like Katie Couric, Tom Brokaw, and Shepherd Smith were broadcasting from.  The rest of the press (3000 or so people) were outside in the press tent.  More about that later . . .

We walked around and talked with people for a while, and then everyone started heading for their seats.  At 7:15, it was lockdown.  You could leave the room--but you could NOT come back in for any reason.  The pre-show began at 7:30 and the Debate Commission directors spoke about turning off cell phones and cameras (they pretty much drilled that one in).  They talked about the role of the Commission for Presidential Debates which is a private organization--not sponsored by the government or any party, and their mission is voter education in presidential elections.  Our Chancellor Robert Khayat spoke next.  He spoke with his usual endearing eloquence and mentioned that earlier that day, someone had been putting in an irrigation system in Morton, Mississippi, and accidentally cut the fiber optic cable feeding the entire debate venue.  Only in Mississippi!   He did mention that they had put in two of everything so that a back up would be in place--but you didn't want to have to be using your backup before the debate even began.  Whew!  He also revealed that as chancellor of the university he was given 150 tickets, and he gave them all to students through various essay contests and lotteries. He asked all of the students who were present to stand.  This is one of the amazing things about our chancellor--he could have given those tickets to wealthy donors and VIPs, but he gave them to the students.  Lastly, Jim Lehrer spoke to the audience about the debate format and about his expectations for us as an audience--we were basically to remain completely silent.  He even threatened to specifically point to disruptive people and take time away from their favorite candidate if they misbehaved.  

Then the debate began (I won't rehash the specifics of the debate since you all saw it on TV--but I did think both candidates were great).   My friend at the Debate Commission had told me that when the candidates walked out onto the stage, it had to be perfectly orchestrated so that they would arrive in the middle at exactly the same moment so no one would appear to have an advantage.  Also, McCain's podium was a little shorter so that more of his torso would show--to even the playing field in the all important "height" issue!

After the debate, we were herded back out to wait for the buses, but our friends who work for the debate commission asked us if we would like to come with them to "Spin Alley".  Well, of course we would!  We jumped the barricade and walked down to the gigantic "tent" that was put up about a month ago to house the thousands of journalists from around the world.  We were soon shoulder to shoulder with cameras, people, lights and general chaos and craziness.  At one point I turned around and found myself staring at Madeline Albright who was being interviewed by about twenty different news organizations.  My mom actually spotted me on TV in the background of several interviews as she flipped channels post-debate (I'm so famous!!). We saw Hannity and Colmes, Rudy Guliani, Trent Lott, Howard Dean, Senator Danforth, and hundreds of newscasters whose names I could never remember.  We went by the hospitality tent for a beer but were sad to find it closed--so we headed back and caught the last bus to the parking lot.

Then, we went to the Square to people-watch and attend after-parties which were winding down by the time we arrived.  John and I sat at the Lyric rehashing the debate before calling it a night.  I wish I had gotten lots more (and better!) pictures, but the camera issue was a little "iffy".  The last thing I wanted to do was be thrown out for taking a picture when I wasn't supposed to be.  Scroll down to the next two posts to see the pictures that I did take.

I just cannot express how proud I am of our town, state and university for pulling this off without a hitch--especially with all the uncertainty on Friday.  The Debate Commission, Secret Service Agents, and the international press consistently said how impressed they were with the people they worked with from the university.  They all said that this debate was handled beautifully with perfect organization and capability.  Mississippi gets a bum rap a lot of the time (and sometimes we deserve it), but I'm thrilled that we were able to shine at an international level.  

And, I haven't even mentioned the Ole Miss Rebel victory over Florida today!!!!!  We've definitely got some good karma workin' for us here in Oxford.

SF

Presidential Debate Pictures (Part 1)


John and I before the debate.
















Trent Lott








Sean Hannity (Alan Colmes is on the left--no pun intended)































Okay, I think that's Cindy McCain in her red suit exiting after the debate















Before the debate begins!!

Pictures from Debate Night (Part 2)!






Okay, my husband John has many, many talents . . . but photography isn't one of them!  Because he is tall, he took all of the pictures from "Spin Alley" last night, and either TV cameras were bumping into his arms while he was snapping away or he had a serious case of the jiggles.   Anyway, here they are . . .   This is Guiliani


Madeline Albright--I accidentally bumped into her













Howard Dean



















Okay, I'm getting frustrated.  I can't figure out how to put captions under my pictures.




Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I'm trying to decide what to wear . . . .


to the Presidential Debate!!!!  Uh. . . .  or to the Barack Obama press conference.  Drat!   Today was going to be the day that I told the world (or at least our blog readers) that my husband and I scored a pair of coveted golden tickets to the presidential debate.  But, at least it looks like SOMETHING is going to happen here in Oxford on Friday night.  Everyone is going ahead as planned--full steam ahead debate preparation.

I am heartbroken for our town and for our state that the debate has been potentially derailed. Countless dollars have been spent (as my mom said, "People bought new clothes!"--not really what I mean here, however) and countless volunteers have worked tirelessly to ensure the perfect debate venue.  State of the art press tents have been constructed and wired for every conceivable high tech hookup.  People from all over the world have traveled here.  And, I must say, our town looks amazing--every home is sporting an American flag, and my house is appropriately "blinged" with flags, balloons, and streamers.  Tomorrow night we are having a community celebration on our town square to celebrate the big event.  

Tonight, my husband and I were interviewed by a Dutch radio station about our thoughts about John McCain's whammy of an announcement this afternoon.  We expressed our disappointment for our town, for our state, and for our country whose citizens may be denied the opportunity to hear their presidential candidates debate important foreign policy issues.  Seriously, I know the bailout plan is important--but SO IS THIS ELECTION!!  Senator McCain, you can hop on a plane and be here in a few hours.  Really, you can.

Anyway, I'll be going to the event on Friday night--whatever it ends up being.  Regardless of this major glitch (and I'm thankful the glitch could not be blamed on Mississippi for once!), I'm excited beyond belief to get to attend.  Check back for a full report . . . . 

(photo credit:  Anne Hardy)

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Katie...a force to be reckoned with.


For those of you who don't know much about politics, read: me -- our dear little Oxford has been chosen to host the first presidential debate! How cool is that?! The University of Mississippi Ford Center for the Performing Arts will be the venue. Due to the fact that this is such a huge election, and the first debate will discuss foreign policy, almost three thousand journalists are slated to come from all over the world. And they have already started shipping in their cameras and stuff. At least that's what it looks like.

Since I will not be fortunate enough to be one of the 300 non-press ticket holders who get to go to the actual event, I thought the closest I might get was to have my picture taken with the lovely cobra security guards pictured above. This proved quite a bit harder than you might expect. Let me explain . . .

I casually pulled up to the rear parking lot and asked if I could take a photo with them and all of that cool equipment. They laughed and said, "NO WAY! GET OFF THE PREMISES NOW!!!!" Ummm.... I repeated in my cutest voice, "What about, just a picture of those big white things?" Again they told me to leave immediately. Hmmm.... I decided to lay it on thick, "I am a children's book writer and I want to post a funny little thing about the debate on my blog." (not sure if they know what a blog is) They became downright angry. "NO!! NOW, MOVE YOUR CAR!!!"

Humph!! Obviously, they had no idea who they were dealing with. After a few brief phone calls, a short interrogation, and a likely background check, I had permission to take my ONE photo HA! And the previously unfriendly guards were REQUIRED to smile and be nice. As I posed with them, I had the distinct feeling that a satellite far above my head was honed in on me, lest I sneak more than ONE photo. Yikes! And to make matters worse, I later found out that I missed the secret service agent speak at my daughter's school about how they always fly the president's armored car to other countries if he is visiting. Dangit!!! Oh well. SF and I intend to keep you posted on all of the happenings around town during the week of the debate. And of course, when we run into celebrities, we'll take some pictures. (Notice, I said, "When" we run into celebs, not "if.")

Signing off....
Katie

If you are interested, here's a great rundown of some presidential activites at the University. Oh! And those white containers have something to do with electricity. I had to capture that photo kamikaze style while driving by. I'd make a fierce CIA agent, don't ya think?

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