
But, has the sign war outlived its impact? Senator Deeds has bowed out of the competition and will not attend the event this year. And with the forecast, each and every campaign must be weighing the sacrifice of thousands of signs to a one day flash on the plank. It almost begs the question!
This is not to diminish the event itself, a grand gathering of notables popular and ignominious, which has grown to embrace the previously disenfranchised. If you have never attended one, you are missing out on a tradition that has adapted to progress despite a tarnished legacy. And that that has happened says a lot about Virginia.
There is a carnival-like atmosphere to the phenomenon. The fish are planked under cover of out-structures up a hill from the rural road that provides access to the area. At this time of year there are budding leaves on the trees, but little other respite from the elements. There’s a platform with a podium, but little or no seating for listening to the speechifying. Each interest group claims a piece of territory as its own gathering spot and forms up to follow its candidate to the dais as they wait their turns. The food, minus the fish, is good. And even the fish with its meager meat is edible. There is generally good natured ribbing across the grounds.
Tomorrow’s Shad Planking, like all before it, will be a telling event. The beauty of it is that the telling will be in the eyes of every beholder.
Cross posted at Blue Commonwealth