How boring was the final (maybe) debate in the Massachusetts governor’s race?
This boring: You couldn’t even get a decent drinking game out of it.
I blame Charlie Gibson. Entirely.
Gibson presided over a rambling hour of been-there-heard-that with the avuncular forbearance of a school monitor at recess.
Representative sample of the candidates’ offerings:
Gov. Deval Patrick (D-Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood) told of visiting a jobs club (“Do you know what a jobs club is? I knew you would.”) at an IHOP (“Do you know what IHOP stands for? I knew you would.”)
Charlie Baker (R-Get Off My Lawn) said he’s all about “what I call the people who pay the bills.” Memo to Charlie: That’s what they call themselves too.
Tim Cahill (I-Love A Tea Party) played to the cheap seats all night long, opposing gun control (while styling himself a straight shooter) and promoting Arizona-style immigration policies (while styling himself a man of the people).
Jill Stein (GR-You Still Listening?) did what she’s done every debate: Start strong, finish weak.
Outside of those startling developments, the only other notable element was this:
Charlie Gibson forgot to ask the candidates what their sign is.
Gibson’s lightning round was lamer than Mark Teixeira (Y-Hamstring Pull). From the Boston Herald’s recap:
It devoted a large chunk of time quizzing candidates on offbeat preferences, including their favorite movie star, most prized and overrated virtue, a book they’re currently reading, their most recent indulgence and positive points about their rivals.
I’m not sure it actually was a “large chunk of time.”
It just felt that way.





