Yeah, I didn't know what to expect from Reverend Al. Now I know.
The button-down white guys who have never set foot into a black church or a gospel service who run the GOP and right-wing radio will interpret it as a lot of yelling by a madman. Or they'll say that they love the guy - in an amusing way, much like a kid loves Mickey Mouse.
But for the rest of us, this was pure unbridled unapologetic passion. If anyone was looking for a seat at the Fleet Center, there were a lot of empty ones. The occupants weren't using 'em. Every one was standing in awe and inspiration.
Poor Bob Graham had to follow that. Now he knows what the comic who follows Robin Williams on spotlight night feels like.