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FOR THOSE WHO MISSED IT...
What an amazing weekend. INDEPENDENTS' DAY was an experience that none of us will ever forget. Worth every last penny spent and more.
Our first debate of the weekend, Saturday morning, was awful. It was painful being a participant, and even more excruciating to watch. And that little dose of humility turns out to be exactly what we needed. That first debate made it very clear to all of us, that the general premise of INDEPENDENTS' DAY of cooperation, of helping each other despite our differences, was decidedly spot on. We needed help.
One would have expected screaming, yelling, fighting, name-calling and all sorts of other behavior typical at a political event. But there was none of that. Zero. With very little encouragement, just a little nudging in the general direction on my part, the group not only accepted the concept of unity, but embraced it with a bear hug. What happened next was actually rather heart-warming to watch. Everyone, every last candidate, contributed genuinely helpful feedback and criticism. Everyone, every last candidate, accepted those criticisms and worked hard on improving on them.
There was no comparison between our first debate Saturday morning and our second debate on Saturday afternoon. In just a few short hours, the difference was already like night and day.
Saturday evening we began practicing our introduction and closing statements. A bad first impression can be overcome, but it is difficult to do so. The group agreed, and we all got down to work.
By 8:00 pm Saturday evening I had been tagged as a slave-driver. And, well, I probably deserve that notation. Many of these candidates had arrived late the night before. Some had arrived early that morning. Nearly all of us had put in a large amount of travel time just to be there. And here I was, pushing us all through an intensive, grueling, non-stop 12-hour day. We were exhausted to the point of collapse. It was time to get some rest.
Sunday morning landed us in a beautiful auditorium all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and raring to go. We quickly set up and organized the stage and got down to business. This was our first elimination round. We had nine candidates, and only eight were to continue to the second round. We broke into two smaller debates, one with five candidates, the other with four, and each delivered an outstanding performance. At the end of the round we turned in our votes. One of us had been eliminated.
Sunday afternoon was a pleasure. Our second elimination round was on. And to make it more interesting, we now had cameramen (and women), running all around the stage taking hundreds of pictures as we performed. This is what we were here for.
With the Sunday afternoon debates complete, and only fifteen minutes before the main event, it was time to vote. Two candidates were to be eliminated.
I called for the elimination votes. No one moved. Hmm. This was interesting. I knew very well that we had two candidates that did not belong on stage. I wanted them off. I wanted to continue with the purpose of the event, to hold up and display only our very best and brightest shining stars. Yes, we do have them. We have at least four candidates who stand out as ready for prime time. I called for votes again. I insisted. I poked. I prodded. And still, no one moved. The unity had become too strong. And so, with no apparent video media out in the audience, I gave in. We were a team, not to be broken.
We quickly hijacked the school newspaper reporter to be our moderator, our one candidate who was eliminated pitched in to be our timer, and we went on as a group, for our best performance of the weekend. And I mean performance. We were ready. We were practiced. We were prepared. We were polished. We put on one hell of a great show.
I am proud to have been a part of INDEPENDENTS' DAY.
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