As I've said earlier; the RNC was characterized by optimism, the DNC by scary pessimism. Sandra Fluke epitomized this atmosphere. I've brought this up before, but Steyn nails it here. Fluke's appearance among the rest of the DNC speakers was surreal:

Any space aliens prowling through the rubble of our civilization and stumbling upon a recording of the convention compatible with Planet Zongo DVD players will surely marvel at the valuable peak airtime allotted to Sandra Fluke. It was weird to see her up there among the governors and senators — as weird as Bavarians thought it was when King Ludwig decided to make his principal advisor Lola Montez, the Irish-born “Spanish dancer” and legendary grande horizontale. I hasten to add I’m not saying Miss Fluke is King Barack’s courtesan. For one thing, it’s a striking feature of the Age of Perfected Liberalism that modern liberals talk about sex 24/7 while simultaneously giving off the persistent whiff that the whole thing’s a bit of a chore. Hence, the need for government subsidy. And, in fairness to Miss Montez, she used sex to argue for liberalized government, whereas Miss Fluke uses liberalism to argue for sexualized government.

Bill Clinton, accused of rape, was at the center of a "War on Women" convention. Ted Kennedy praised during a "War on Women" convention. The two visions on display in the last two weeks could not present a more stark contrast of the choice Americans have no November 6.