Last night was the most impressed I’ve ever been with Kamala Harris. Her speech was perfectly calibrated to the moment and delivered with a charisma that the Hillary Clintons and Al Gores of the world couldn’t summon in their wettest of dreams. I’m glad that I’ve called Harris an “uninspiring dolt”, resisted the rush to simply hand her the nomination, and joked about her locking herself inside a Hardee’s walk-in freezer, because it lets you know that I’m not some coconut-pilled Kamala fanboy, and I mean it when I say: I think she did very well last night.
In fact, I’m now prepared to predict that Harris is going to win. It’s not because I think last night’s speech was an “I Have a Dream”-level masterpiece that will be chiseled on a mountain a century from now; it was a good speech that will be completely forgotten when college football kicks off, which is tomorrow. But I think Harris will win because I think that the race — which is currently tied — will trend in her direction. And that’s because she’s shown an ability to learn and improve that Trump simply hasn’t.