Too Close to See

Today it started, AND it occurred to me that between my job and the fact that I do not have TV, I have seriously no idea what happened today in the bigger picture. 

-I heard something about Obama picking a running mate. 

-I read that Bono was in town to do something with his pal Kanye (who is somewhere probably preparing to step onstage at Invesco Thursday and tell everyone why he is the one who should have gotten the Democratic nomination). 

-Someone said the Clintons are at the Brown Palace. 

-Melanie saw a few protestors downtown. 

-I saw a flash of John Legend singing some pie-in-the-sky-solve-all-the-world's-problems song from inside the Pepsi Center

-and I delivered directions to shuttle drivers, and proofread lots of route maps for the move to Invesco Field on Thursday.

This blur of moments is my experience at the DNC. The bus depot I live in right now is a hard-secured zone which means we have to be credentialed to get in, but we see and hear very little about what is happening outside our zone, and it's separate from the zone that the delegates are dropped into when they arrive. 

Furthermore, as a member of the Invesco crew, somehow I managed to make my way out of the T-zone today (yaaay!) and to my real leaders thus relieving me of bus-wrangling, loading, etc. duties and limiting interaction with the delegates/passengers to none. 

As a result, I have not a clue what happened today in Denver. I'm in the middle of it all with absolutely no view and no big picture. I couldn't be more insulated and isolated from the action. It's like a blurred vision version.