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Election 2008

Democrats Party In Denver Like It's 1908

by Linton Weeks

 

Npr.org, August 20, 2008 · It’s summertime, and the Democrats are holding their national convention in Denver. A lame-duck Republican president is nearing the end of his term. He’s an outdoorsman, a man’s man, who feels a strong bond with Texas. He wears cowboy hats.

 

The Democrats want to regain control of the White House. Eight years earlier there had been a heated contest, a tight presidential race in which both sides felt as if the future of the country hung in the balance.

 

The year was 1908. And the parallels with 2008 don’t end there.

 

Just like 100 years ago, the Democratic National Convention is being held in Denver. Last time around, President Theodore Roosevelt, a Republican, was finishing his first full term and had announced he wouldn’t run again. His handpicked successor was his secretary of war, William Howard Taft.

 

In Denver 1908, the Democrats would select William Jennings Bryan to run against Taft. Bryan, a populist renowned for his lyrical oratory, had already lost two presidential elections.

 

A century later, the Democrats return to nominate Barack Obama, whose lyrical oratory and populist ideas have a hint of William Jennings Bryan in them.

 

Denver Then And Now

 

This is a tale of one city, two conventions. Some things about holding a convention in Denver have changed; others have not.

 

Then: “It was considered gauche for a presidential nominee to even come to the convention,” says Rice University historian Douglas Brinkley. During the 1908 proceedings, “Bryan was sitting in his home in Lincoln, Neb., receiving telephone reports.”

 

Now: Obama is planning to give a high-profile acceptance speech on Thursday night, Aug. 28.

 

Then: Guided by President Roosevelt, the Republicans in 1908 wanted to set aside large tracts of wilderness in the West for conservation, says Brinkley, who is working on The Wilderness Warrior: Theodore Roosevelt and the Crusade for America, 1858-1919. The Democrats, including Bryan, preferred that the land be used for timber and mining.

 

Now: These days, Republicans are generally seen as the party more likely to argue for drilling, mining and timbering on public lands.

 

Then: America in 1908 had been in a financial downturn, and immigration was a huge issue. American forces had occupied a foreign country, the Philippines, for many years. Bryan opposed the occupation.

 

Now: The country is again in financial straits, and immigration again is a large-looming issue. American forces have been in Iraq for many years. Obama opposed the war.

 

Then: There was a political dogfight over the West, Brinkley says. “The North was heavily Republican and the South was Democratic,” he says.

 

Now: “We have red states and blue states,” Brinkley says. “Both parties still want to win Western states.”

 

As for Colorado’s political leanings, Brinkley says, “it's exactly the same now as it was 100 years ago. It's a 50/50 state. It's a bellwether state.” In both 1908 and 2008, he says, the Democrats demonstrated their commitment to the West by choosing Denver.

 

It didn’t hurt that in 1908, Denver’s Democratic mayor, Robert Speer, and convention organizers offered the Democrats a $100,000 payment to bring the convention to town, says Colorado state historian William Convery. “It was almost a bribe,” he says.

 

A Gold Camp Spectacle

 

The public perception of Denver at the time was of a rough-and-raucous, Wild West town. “It was only 50 years old, and a lot of people still remembered Denver as a gold camp,” Convery says.

 

Speer hoped to alter that worldview. He used his considerable local power to build wide, tree-lined streets, a fancy new city auditorium and a magnificent, colorfully lit Prismatic Electric Fountain in the city’s Ferril Lake.

 

Townsfolk and visitors sat lakeside and watched 90-foot geysers illuminated by various colored lights. The spectacle was dedicated in May 1908. It ceased operation in the 1930s and fell into disrepair. A century later, the fountain has been restored and, Convery says, the lights will be turned on in time for the convention.

 

The 2008 meeting will play host to 6,000 delegates, 14,000 Democratic muckety-mucks and 15,000 members of the media. In 1908, there were 1,008 delegates; five were women and there were no people of color, Convery says.

 

Convention organizers decorated the streets with state themes and brought snow from higher elevation for midsummer snowball battles. They imported several dozen Apaches to pump up the authenticity of the Wild West town. Denver newspaperman Damon Runyon wrote that the only difference between the Democrats and the Native Americans was that the delegates had more badges on their chests, Convery says.

 

The delegates convened in the city’s new blond-brick auditorium. The building still stands as an opera house. Most delegates arrived by train. They were greeted by a brass band at Union Station, which is also still there. Many party operatives, including the Tammany Hall delegation from New York, stayed in the still famous Brown Palace Hotel.

 

The 1908 Democrats voted down suggestions of equal voting rights for women and African Americans. Bryan ran on the slogan of “equal rights for all, special privileges for none.” In reality, he was skittish about offending Southern Democrats.

 

Rocky Mountain High

 

In anticipation of the 1908 gathering, Convery says, the city’s entertainment venues published a discreet guide to Denver’s brothels, saloons, racetracks and vaudeville theaters. Houses of ill repute referred to their working women as “boarders.”

 

Hooch flowed freely in Denver and, according to one observer, many delegates spent the first few days testing the effects of high altitude on alcohol consumption. One wrote home that he was “35 highballs above sea level,” Convery says.

 

Things are tamer now, but last month an old blue law was struck down just in time for the 2008 convention. For the first time in decades, Denver alcohol stores will be able to sell hard liquor on Sundays.

 

 

The Associated Press contributed to this report.

 

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The Munch: Part V, Belle (continued)

With the bidding complete, Belle smiled, giggled and bowed to her audience, then turned her back to them and bowed low giving one last look at her cunt and ass . . . stepped off the pedestal on her tiptoes and went to meet her three new masters . . .

 

He stood, she patiently waited until he raised her by holding her leash up.  She stood close to him and put her hand on his arm and found her place beside him. She took a minute to straighten her posture . . . raise her chin and poise herself . . . properly, elegantly, displayed at the end of her leash. 

 

They walked into one of the master bedrooms of the large townhouse.  A spotlight illuminated the bed and the others stood in the shadows where they didn't intrude.  He stood her in front of him, putting his arms around her and pulling her close. She raised her arms around his and pulled them tighter and enjoying the secure feeling.  She turned her head, parted her lips and offered a kiss . . . afterward kissing his neck softly several times.

"I'm having a wonderful time"  She kissed his neck again and settled in against him, waiting and feeling the wet ache between her thighs and her nipples rise against the sheer fabric of her dress.  A moment later Belle walked in nude and sat on the corner of the bed, wrapping her legs next to her.   The three who bought her walked in dressed in robes, acknowledged her master and the first slipped his robe off and stood in front of her.

 

Belle uncurled and spread her legs over the edge of the bed, reached forward and caressed his cock as he stepped closer and fed it to her.  She held his cock where she wanted, kissing the head, gently sucking and working it fully into her mouth as she cupped and caressed his balls.   As he slowly began fucking her mouth, she slid her fingertips between his cheeks and stroked him. He reached and grabbed her short blond hair and pulled her mouth firmly to his cock.  She took his full length in and wrapped her legs around his.

 

She was pushed back on to the bed and her legs spread widely. With the spotlight directly over her, her cunt displayed a dark pink as he opened her and worked her pussy with his fingers.  She braced herself, pushed up and raised her hips giving him as deep a penetration as he wished.  She moaned giving him his second reward as he pressed hard on her clit and raised her more with the force of his hand.  Quickly he reached out, and her master lubricated a large dildo and handed it to him.   Fucking her cunt with his fingers he again raised her and as she cried out, he pressed the dildo against her ass and pushed firmly and steadily into her. A second push and she took all of it.

 

He opened a condom as she positioned herself on her side and raised her leg.  He drew her leg up and pushed firmly into her cunt and fucked her hard . . .  Her breasts rose and fell with her quick breaths as he fucked her . . . when she whispered to him, he turned her on her tummy and raised her hips and fucked her from behind, a minute later he withdrew the dildo.   Her ass was well opened and the others could see her clearly under the intense light. She whimpered as he displayed her for the onlookers and she whimpered appreciatively as he positioned her ass, pushed his cock hard into her and fucked her with long hard strokes.  She was fucked for the next several minutes before he came and pushed hard against his cock as the last few strokes were made.

 

As he withdrew his cock and turned her over on her back. The others let out whispers of approval and comments appreciating her display. Before she could rest, the second man let his robe fall to the floor, grabbed her by her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth. She caught her breath and twisted quickly to her knees where she could suck him and be open to for his wishes.  He fucked her mouth, holding her tightly by the very top of her hair and thrusting hard . . . he released her, shoved her back and she spread her legs wide, reaching for her ankles and pulling her hips up where her cunt was open and swollen, her ass also clearly open to him. 

 

He stood for a moment, then surprised her and the others by quickly spreading her labia and slapping her cunt harshly. She gasped and raised her head, but held firmly onto her ankles.  He smiled and complimented her and hit her cunt with hard slaps three more times. He pushed his cock into her and was handed another lubricated dildo which he used to fuck her ass.   It took only a few moments until he withdrew his cock and came on her cunt and belly. He continued to fuck her ass with the dildo until he was satisfied.  He turned and left her abruptly and didn't look at her again.  The others waited until he'd left the room and then again whispered their compliments for her.  

 

Her master stood silently not reaching out, noted by several comments, and she reached out to the her third master and beckoned him to her.  He straightened her on the bed, placed a pillow under the small of her back and spread her legs wide. As he opened her cunt, she reached again and held her ankles, raising her hips and ass for his pleasure.  He opened her cunt, fingered her clit and spent minutes arousing her and displaying her to the others. He spread her cheeks and displayed her ass and commented to her how wet and sweet her pussy was, how beautiful . . .  she began to moan and whimper as he fingered her clit and massaged her ass until she was riding his fingers.   Her master handed him to heavy clips as he reached out. He pinched her nipples and she immediately raised her breasts to him as he attached one clip then another. . . . her master again handed him a clip, he whispered to her and she nodded, opened her cunt with her fingers as he attached the third clip to her clit.

 

He ran his hands over her, bent and kissed her mouth, pulling on one clip then another as he covered her cries and whimpers.   The spotlight caught ever part of her glistening skin, the vivid color of her vulva and labia . . . and the crimson of her nipples . . .

 

She cried out as he knelt between her legs, took and held her hands apart with his and pushed his cock into her and fucked her with long deep strokes.  She rode his cock and fucked him for every stroke and whispered to him.   She spread her legs more and raised them over his shoulders and he pressed deeply into her and fucked her harder.   She whimpered as she came and her released the clips, causing her to cry out and shudder and wrap her legs around him tightly.  He came quickly and she kept her legs around him, not wanting him to leave her for another moment . . . 

 

He kissed her face and withdrew, then bent and kissed her again as she rested . . . her master instructed her and she again spread her legs wide as she rested, allowing everyone a final look at her cunt as they whispered their compliments to her and slowly filed out . . .

 
 
   
 

The Munch: Part IV, Belle

As the guests stood only a few feet away, the small petite blond reached behind her back and unfastened her corset as she stepped onto the pedestal.  She stood casually as the corset dropped to the floor. She bent forward, unhooked her stockings and rolled them down, reached behind her and the garter belt came off. With shining blue eyes and a shy smile, she didn’t hesitate, but put her fingers under the waistline of her thong and slipped it down and stepped out of it.  She stood and raised her hands and ruffled her short blond hair, giggled and squealed as she faced the crowd.

 

“May I introduce Belle”  Her master stood just out of the spotlight and motioned to her.   Short blond hair cut just below her ear, bright blue eyes and fair skin, she blushed under the focused light.  Her breasts were modest, full and well shaped . . . her nipples were a heightened pink, un-pierced and erect.  Painted toenails, shapely legs to the curve of her hips, and slim waist.  Her cunt was shaved and waxed and she slid her finger playfully between her labia hinting how wet she was.  She looked into the crowd, bravely making eye contact to see where they were looking, and quickly looked away.

 

“I am offering Belle to the top three bids. She will do anything you require of her”  

 

At his offer, she lowered her eyes and stood quietly with her hands folded in front of her. She felt her cunt swelling and closed her eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for her master’s commands.

“Present” 

 

She dropped slowly to her knees keeping them comfortably apart where her cunt could be easily seen, bent forward slightly, arched her back pushing her breasts forward, folded her hands behind her and lowered her eyes. 

 

“Kneel up”

 

Belle raised up on her knees and spread them apart a bit further, placed her hands directly behind her head, straightened her back and squared her shoulders and then leaned back at a slight angle.  Her breasts were raised, nipples firm and tempting. Continuing to look from her breasts, to her flat tummy, soft creamy Mons, her slit was parted slightly, and as she leaned back a bit more to push her cunt forward, you could see her pussy and the inner labia extending sweetly.  She blushed deeply as she heard a whispered comment and pushed her hips forward a bit more ever so slightly.  In this position she was posed beautifully, open and available for use.

 

“Open Belle”

 

She kept her eyes lowered and smiled shyly and blushed as she turned her back to the crowd bent over, on her knees, with her head on the pedestal, spread her legs apart. She then reached behind her and spread her cheeks with both hands.  She whimpered just a little as she held herself open.  Her cunt opened clearly, and under the focus of the spotlight her softest skin glistened with the wet flow of her and it was easy to see how wet she was.  

 

Her soft fair white skin turned deeply pink between her labia, her ass was fair to modest pink and as she relaxed visibly, she whimpered again listening to the whispered praises of several of the guests.  Her master stepped up and as she held herself open, parted her cheeks a bit more and spread her inner labia opening her cunt further, to the praise of several bidders.

 

Several of the guests approached closer, having her master leave her open for their viewing.  She whimpered again, but not in protest, and was rewarded by her master putting his fingers in her cunt more, showing her clit as he massaged it for the pleasure of the onlookers. He then pushed his fingers firmly against her ass opening her, and inserting glass plug into her ass.  She pushed against the plug, then shivered as she came hard and whispered. Her master released her and she curled up with her legs tucked under her, then knelt again under the spotlight for the bidders to inspect her further. 

 

“What will happen now?”   She held her hand on top of his, opened her legs a bit more and guided him to pet between her lips.  He pulled slightly on the clip chain and wet his fingers.

“She’ll go into the vanity room and service the ones who buy her. Do anything they wish. The other vanity rooms will be used should someone else take the pedestal, or perhaps other displays . . . do you want to watch?”

 

“ . . . yes . . .  please . . . yes . . .  

 
 
 

   
The Munch; Part III

The penthouse door opened to a spacious room with an open foyer where they were greeted by a young man in a black, silver and red vinyl army Captain’s uniform of classic European fashion, complete with stiletto boots, officer’s cap, and riding crop. He didn’t bother to look at the invitation verification, snapped to attention with a smart salute, eyes forward with a bright smile of recognition.   

 

With a snap of his fingers, his aide, a young man with shoulder length white blond hair, appeared from around the desk. He wore only a heavy leather chest harness, leather cuffs and a collar, each with rings for easy attachment and binding. Around his waist was a modest leather apron angle cut so that an erection would push it to the side, with a thong running, like hers, between and around his legs to the waistband.  She giggled as she noticed that he had the same adjustable nipple clips with the chain running down his belly as she did.

 

“We’re twins!”  She smiled as she let him peek at the clips and squealed as he pulled his apron aside and showed how his was attached to his pierced cock and Prince Albert.  She noticed the welts, the same length and width of the riding crop, could be seen running across his thighs and cock.

 

They were both giggling when he got a very sharp whack with the riding crop across his bare butt.  His eyes flashed for a second and he smiled at her and rolled his eyes, making her laugh more.   He asked their drink orders and went sharply to retrieve them, bowing and backing away on tippy toes very dramatically.  The Captain, adjusting his vinyl uniform and caressing his riding crop, raised an eyebrow and dismissed his aide away. She was blushing red from laughing and did her best to stand quietly still.

 

“There are four vanity rooms for this evening sir. The pedestal is the center piece in front of the main balcony. Did you have any others in your party?”

“Yes two”   

 

The Captain took her hand and held it high, twirling her.  He kissed her on each cheek, and gave her his card according to European military protocol. “At your service miss”

She blushed again and curtsied ever so slightly.

 

They made their way through the other guests when ‘the aide’ arrived with their drinks.  She sipped and took a deep breath, smelling the caterer’s food tables.
”Are you hungry?” 

“Ohh yes, please”  She smiled sweetly for reading her mind and kissed him lightly. He motioned again to the aide who appeared promptly and accepted her leash.

“May I ask why you were asked to hold my leash?”  She asked the aide and slipped him sips of her drink.

“So no one will bother you. No one would be so rude to touch your leash, but there are those who would take an opportunity to see if you were available.”
”I see, I think”

“He’s making it clear that you are not available. Everyone will notice this little gesture”

She raised her head and straightened her back, holding her drink in front of her and waited patiently on her leash for him and hoping the aide was right and others did notice the gesture  . . . and smiled thinking of him.

 

He returned with food, and Perrier, accepted her leash and gave his card to the aide who would be rewarded later for his courtesy.  He led her to a small corner alcove where she could see the rest of the room.  He fed her bites of kabob, couscous, pita and olives.  She watched the crowd throughout the room.  The vinyl fetishes stood out with the bright colored PVC, one with a stark white PVC nurses uniform with a red cross, the ladies wearing tight corsets, thongs, garters and stockings.  The leather boys and leather ladies and the pony girls. 

 

He motioned to ‘the aide’ again, handed over her leash and had him escort her to refresh herself.   She was led to one of the master bathrooms where ‘the aide’ held her leash high indicating for her to stand still as he unfastened her dress, undressed her and carefully released the clamps on her nipples and clit.  She blushed and they both giggled a little as he adjusted the harness loosening the front straps, where she could sit then freshen herself but keeping the dildo in place. 

 

She modestly sat, and stared into his eyes as he held her leash.  She stood again, washed, checked herself and turned and stood silently in front of him as he adjusted her harness so her cunt was properly presented, reattached all three clips, adjusted them for comfort and redressed her.

“All better now?”  the aide, checked her again to  make sure she was perfect

“Yes, very. Thank you kind sir”  She wondered if he noticed she was wet from his attention when he reconnected the clip to her hood.

 

He presented her back to her master, accepted two more cards and returned them to The Captain, who gave him a hard whack with his crop for a job well done.  She sat close and offered a kiss and parted her legs slightly as he peeled her dress back from her legs and ran his finger down the silver chain to her clit and stroked her.  She glanced to see a few guests looking at him petting her, her thighs were wet, her clit was throbbing and she covered his mouth with hers  . . .

 

A few moments later, the lights dimmed slightly and a spotlight appeared over the pedestal and she looked up to see a very pretty blond with short hair step up . . .

 
 
   
 

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