Look, I understand what it's like to be a single parent. When my wife and daughter died and my two sons were gravely injured, I understand what it's like as a parent to wonder what it's like if your kid's going to make it.
I understand what it's like to sit around the kitchen table with a father who says, "I've got to leave, champ, because there's no jobs here. I got to head down to Wilmington. And when we get enough money, honey, we'll bring you down."
I understand what it's like. I'm much better off than almost all Americans now. I get a good salary with the United States Senate. I live in a beautiful house that's my total investment that I have. So I -- I am much better off now.
But the notion that somehow, because I'm a man, I don't know what it's like to raise two kids alone, I don't know what it's like to have a child you're not sure is going to -- is going to make it -- I understand.
I understand, as well as, with all due respect, the governor or anybody else, what it's like for those people sitting around that kitchen table. And guess what? They're looking for help. They're looking for help.
That felt true and heartfelt to me; I don't think he was faking it.
As long as I'm blogging, my opinion on the debate: Palin played up all her strengths and minimized her weaknesses. Good for her. Meanwhile, Biden was Biden, seasoned and real. Biden clearly won on the substantial points, which everyone, even the stalwarts of the right, expected. I wish that were more important. I predict a slight poll bump for McCain/Palin tomorrow, followed by more decline.