What a privilege it would be to be a Democratic Convention delegate!

I'd love to do that, but there's no way I could afford to attend. So, I have to watch it on TV, as I have been doing since 1956, when coverage was skimpy and still in black and white.

Still, If I could be a delegate, I'd be there in a flash, and be part of the history-making that goes on at every presidential nominating convention. But, there's one thing I would never do if I were a delegate:

I would never, ever heckle a speaker at that convention. Instead, I'd listen and try to learn why that speaker was invited to address that audience. Even if I disagreed with what the speaker said on some topic, I'd listen carefully. Every speaker at the convention is invited to speak for some very good reason.

I would attend such a convention with a very serious eye toward learning. I am a Democrat, and it would be my party's convention. I'd be there to learn how I could help elect my party's nominee. I would not be there to do anything that would damage that nominee's chances of winning.

It appears that some of the delegates in Philadelphia are not recognizing the privilege they have in being part of history. I don't understand that. Not at all. I would gladly take the place of anyone there who is dissatisfied with the Democratic Party and wants to harm our party's candidate's chances of winning. Gladly. I'd max out my credit cards to take that person's place.