U2, inescapable at Democrat events, plays over the public address system at the basketball arena at Bowling Green State University, north Ohio. The crowd – there are more than five thousand people here – is young, diverse, and when Obama steps out, visibly starstruck. He is slighter than he appears on television, but when he speaks you find you already know the voice from a thousand newscasts and YouTube clips. He is at home here; he grows behind the podium, speaking with the cadence of a preacher, building rhetorical castles in the air, winding the audience up to a climax of fervour. They respond with adulation. “Try to bend your knees,” he says to those standing. “We’ve had some people faint before…”
Julian Gillilan, a music student at BGSU, is here because the President “is for college students, and minority groups. He’s on our side.” His friend Tristan Saffron-Cottrell, who has a shock of blond-tipped hair, is studying graphic design. He is for Obama because “I believe in the same rights and beliefs, pro-gay marriage, pro-choice. I take these things strongly to heart. Lots of [us] students are more democratic, and because we’re a younger crowd, we believe in rights.”
And Romney? “He’s a dumbass. I think government should be more open to things he’s not – like abortion rights, anti-gun policies…” he pauses, looks suddenly shy. “And I don’t think the government has a right to tell anyone who they are allowed to love.”
Morgan Palmucci, studying Spanish language education here, is worried about her college loans. “[Obama]’s standing up for everyone’s basic right to go to college. He’s fighting to make it affordable, to give everyone a chance.”
But the crowd is not just composed of die-hard fans. Allan Rubenstein, a 19-year-old visual communications technology student, says he hasn’t yet made his mind up. He has come here to see what the president has to say. I ask what he wants to hear. “I don’t know. Answers. I have an open mind: I’ll see what he has to offer.”
In a way, Obama and Romney are each preaching from the other’s pulpit today. Bowling Green may have a large student population, but it is the county seat of a relatively rural county with a sizeable Catholic population. It may have voted for Obama in 2008, but almost all its county officials are now Republican. Toledo, where Romney is due to speak later that afternoon, is a big auto industry town, quite poor, and quite racially diverse. Union country. Democrat country. “Fuck Romney,” the cab driver taking me to the convention centre says with feeling when he learns who I am on my way to see.
Governor Romney’s audience is considerably smaller than Obama’s. It is much older, much whiter, and much more male-dominated too. Old men mutter in the background unselfconsciously over the people speaking, as if talking at a television set. A giant green digital debt-clock, twenty feet high, speeds upwards ominously. Country music plays. Like Paul Ryan two days ago, when Romney emerges he is played in by Kid Rock’s ‘Born Free’.
Campaigning is about repetition. The same message played over and over again by two of America’s cleverest people, repeated with very slight amendments over and over again in town halls, sports arenas, car parks, factories and airfields around the country; planed and moulded but essentially the same each time. The game is about folding local events, local stories, into that message. In Lima on Monday, Paul Ryan brought the local tank factory seamlessly into his defence cuts narrative. The narrative itself will be the same everywhere, however: only the name of the plant changes.
In 2008, on the campaign trail in New Hampshire, I met then-vice-Presidential candidate Joe Biden. He shook my hand, leaned in close and told me, with a twinkle in his eye: “if I had your hair, I’d be President.”
I was more than a little deflated some while later, when I discovered that Biden says this to pretty much everyone he meets with hair. The same charming line, the same twinkle of the eye, over and over and over again. You see why they say politics is bad for the soul?
Endless repetition can trip some candidates up. Romney today, near the end of his speech, said: “you’ve been outside for a long time now, but I want to tell you one last thing.” A slight wince was very briefly visible on his face, as he realised he was speaking to an audience at an indoor arena. But with speeches and quips that are all learned by rote, such slips are occasionally inevitable.
This morning, the candidates will have read a New York Times poll that gives Obama a bracing ten-point lead in Ohio; enough to give the President plenty of breakfast cheer, and enough for Romney allow a single un-businesslike sob escape into his morning cappuccino; but if you had not seen them at breakfast and just watched them speak, you may well have thought the polls had been the opposite. Romney, for all his awkwardness, is light-hearted; he looks suspiciously like he’s having fun.
Romney, though hoarse-voiced, talks more like a comedian, peppering his speech with a stand-up’s patter. “China has been holding down its currency. What does that do? I’ll tell you what that does…” You wouldn’t catch such down-home familiarity in Obama’s speaking style, and the audience in Toledo is charmed, banging their blue and white inflatable noise-sticks together with fervour.
Obama, on the other hand, speaks with grim, tight-lipped determination and a preacher’s oratory inflection. Not even when the line “…and Osama Bin Laden is dead” produced applause so strong he is rocked backwards involuntarily on his heels from the force of it does he allow himself even the glimmer of a grin. He is a serious man.
The audiences are looking for different things, too. While many of Obama’s audience tell me the economy is a concern – especially that part of it that pertains to student loans – they put social freedoms firmly above economic concerns. When I ask members of Romney’s audience what issues are important to them, however, they are unequivocal. “The economy, the debt,” says Diane Ninke, sat with her husband next to me in the stands. “The economy. It’s the economy,” agrees Joe Sipple; “the economy is head and shoulders over the rest.” Another supporter echoes Bill Clinton: “it’s the economy, obviously.”
Romney’s speech reflects this. He is a man who knows what his potential voters are concerned about: the price of gas, already mentioned three times in the speeches before him, gets another two checks in his first five minutes. “Gas prices have doubled” is the unofficial rallying-cry of the Romney-Ryan campaign.
And then there’s that gigantic sinister debt-clock behind the stage. It would be unfair to call this a campaign of fear, despite slogans like “Ohio can’t afford another four years like the last.” American politics has seen far worse, and the Obama campaign’s ads (“Get Real, Mitt!”) aren’t that far from the mud either. But Romney’s is certainly a campaign of concentrated financial nervousness.
This would have turned Rubenstein off: the undecided first-time voter at Obama’s rally did not like it when the president referred to his rival. “Obviously he’s his opponent, so he has to bash him. It did put me off a little bit. But it’s politics, isn’t it.” He shrugs, and tells me he is still undecided: “I have to go away and do a lot of reading.”
Outside the Romney rally, the heavy afternoon rain has left great pools of standing water. A little girl of about seven or eight is being led between the puddles by her mother. A politician might describe this in terms of an economic metaphor, in which the puddles represent recession and the mother represents, perhaps, fiscal prudence. Unaware of her symbolism, the girl cries out in joy as she passes me, her arms jangling with badges as she skips. “That was super-exciting! I got lots of Romney stuff!”
Make of that what you will.