The story talks about the meeting last week of the Southern Republican Leadership Conference in Memphis. I call it, "How a nice Yankee boy wound up in Memphis during the CUSA Tournament with Chris Matthews, 1800 Republicans and all of the 19 year-olds who couldn't afford Spring Break in Florida or Mexico." Suffice it to say that Graceland was not the most surreal moment of the week.
- Hundreds of stickers proclaiming, "Bill Frist is My Leader." How can that not make you pause? Frist is the red-state Hillary, only carrying more baggage. How often does Ken Mehlman want to see the "Terri Schiavo's Okay" videotape?
- John McCain says that a straw poll two years out foretells nothing and hat the Pres needs party support through a difficult time. He urges the delegates to not vote for him but to write in Bush's name.
- Bush finishes tied for third in the straw poll.
- Matthews is Honorary Duckmaster at The Peabody Hotel for a day.
- Trent Lott is doing his level best to keep Newt G. from taking the party elder role from him.
- 1800 Republicans in the city and there was no talk of; a) TABOR, b) More guns in the hands of law-abiding yada yada, c) Ethanol (except to support the Pres' call for increased use of, oh, and a 3 page article in the Times Courier about the success Brazil has had weaning itself from the influence of other countries by using mandates and incentives to encourage development of flex-fuel vehicles and ethanol production and using the vegetable waste to generate the heat for production and selling the excess), d) Russ Feingold.
- I spent three days in the same town as Mike Huckabee, Lindsey Graham, George Warner, and Mitt Romney and the world just kept on spinning. Easy enough.