Have you noticed that after each Democratic debate, Hillary's numbers rise in the national polls?
The reason is simple.
She enters center stage, in the brightest most fluorescent color possible on the color wheel. She is aglow in bright coral, bright orange, bright yellow; while surrounded left and right by a chorus of dull looking men in seemingly identical dark suits all appearing indistinguishable from one another.
What an entrance. Bob Fosse couldn't have done it better.
As the moderator outlines the rules of the debate it feels as if for the opening number is about to begin. The men are ready to take a step back in the shadows while Hillary steps towards the microphone. With all eyes front and center, she begins singing, "Everything's Coming Up Roses" to unanimous applause.
Yes, I agree, she's getting better and better in answering the questions. She also answers in a softer tone; her manner is less aggressive, more appealing. But she's winning over some of her critics primarily because the male frontrunners simply just don't shine.
Yes, with the camera up close they get their moments, but when the camera goes wide, there's only one candidate.
"Hello Hillary, yes Hello Hillary", high kicks and all. Can you honestly even see anyone else?
On Broadway, female stars rule. Female stars shine. Female stars are strong; Very strong. Was there one person watching a single member of the chorus when Barbra Streisand sang, "Don't Rain On My Parade?"
Thanks to the televised debates, the American people got to see Hillary Clinton on stage, her blonde hair shiny, eye makeup, rouge and lipstick in place, standing next to a chorus of men in black -- glistening.
Hillary will always be the only woman in a sea of men in black.
On Broadway, when there's a chorus line, it's always the woman who comes though the center (think politics) and gets the standing ovation, the bouquettes, the Bravos, The Tony. In Hillary's case, The Nomination!
It may be serious business, but it's still show business.