As Mitt Romney shared his life with the delegates at the Republican National Convention tonight, you could feel the shift in the atmosphere as though it were a physical one. Hands that initially clapped on cue just because they were there in the presence of someone they hoped would become their president, shifted to hands that clapped because they had finally begun to make an emotional connection with this man who stood before him.
Mr. Romney talked about his childhood, his wife, the death of his father…at some points the look of sympathy on the face of audience members borderlined tears.
As I watched this I could feel the walls coming down around the hearts of the skeptics in the crowd. As he spoke of his respect for women and his thoughts about the family unit, women across the audience smiled on in support. I think I even saw a dancing baby from Ally McBeal.
Mr. Romney talked about his business life and struggles as a first time business owner. He mentioned his Mormon upbringing. He repeatedly talked about the importance of women. Overall, he covered everything he had been getting negative coverage on.
Mr. Romney went on to tell people what he plans to do if elected. He talked about building an energy independent America, giving families a choice for education, making trade agreements with other nations with “unmistakable consequences” for those who do not keep their word, and he spoke on balancing the budget, championing small businesses, and repealing ObamaCare.
He also said he will not raise taxes on the middle class, that he will “protect life,” honor marriage, and protect freedom of religion.
He closed by rousing the crowd to a frenzy by painting a picture of a united America that’s so strong no other nation would dare to touch it.
Overall, it was an impressive display of strategic marketing that, I believe, will produce the results his campaign desires.
Before tonight, I think we all had an idea of what the outcome of this race would be. But after this speech, it appears we may now have a bonafide election on our hands.
Article By Bridgette Bryant