In late October, aggressive political advertising teams up with something -- maybe partisanship, maybe influenza -- to produce our lone entertainment before fall network sweeps.
But something went terribly awry in North Carolina, and it wasn't because of the postponement of the primaries after the redistricting brouhaha. In simple terms, we got stuck with robots.
Two officious, highly educated, detailed, mechanical and prescribed personas like this meet in Southern Senate races once in a blue moon.
But strangely, Republican Elizabeth Dole and Democrat Erskine Bowles each deserve Helms' seat as much as any two non-deserving people ever could.
Neither candidate has walked the tightrope of North Carolina's fiery political grill. Both are more Connecticut than Cumberland. Neither really makes much sense -- a huge contrast with the succinct and clear-cut Sen. John Edwards. Basically, both seem like they received persuasive phone calls from their respective state party organizations.
"Mrs. Dole will you please consider replacing Jesse Helms. You won't lose -- unless of course you do." Or "Mr. Bowles, can I call you Erskine ... ?"
So here we are with a week and a half remaining before Election Day, and neither candidate wants to really step up and win this election. Supposedly, it was Dole's to lose. Well, it was -- but right now, it's Erskine's to win. Both are supremely qualified to politick in Washington, but neither has any clue how to gain distance in North Carolina.
Three results of the dawdling:
First, ads that are less biting than gnawing. Two maelstroms have sprung from these lackluster advertisements. (And for the most expensive Senate race in the nation, they certainly lack luster).