Once upon a time, summertime was camp-meeting time all over Indiana, but now not quite so much. Nevertheless, it's a season for politicians to hit the sawdust trail in search of something that passes for the old-time religion. Judgment Day is at hand.
Barack Obama is taking his teleprompter on the road again, this time with Detroit as the first stop on a magical mystery tour to prove that he is, too, still the messiah. He's trying to persuade everybody that he really isn't who he really is.
Nobody has yet discovered what to do with the vice president. His only real duties are to attend funerals in far-off places abroad and to stand by for the only funeral he could enjoy. This isn't enough for an ambitious pol.