Posted by
beltway girl on Thursday, March 27, 2008 12:59:29 AM
Samantha Power called Hillary Clinton a "monster."
This was a mistake. The Hill/Bill, that strange and amazing, two-headed campaign creation, is the correct way to discuss this phenomenon.
Then, there was Reverend Wright.
Reverend Wright is not a monster.
Quite right. Reverend Wright thinks AIDS was caused by the federal government to engage in a race-based genocide. He's not a monster. He's a raving luncatic.
Okay, then we have the sniper fire in Bosnia.
Then, we have the Camp Clinton field trip to NAFTA, and in the brochure, first it's a good place. Then, it's a bad place. Wait, wait, it was a good place again.
Kayo.
So then, we have Jumpin Judas Richardson, the governor who Dared to Endorse, and who now looks forward to a trip to the nether regions via a newly created Potter's Field in New Mexico. In the unlikely event Hillary were elected, it would be moved to the White House lawn, so we could all enjoy it. How do you say "Field of Blood" in Spanish?
Lesson from Camp Clinton: No fair calling opponents "monster." "Judas," however, is acceptable.
Then, we have Bill, going prematurely senile, rambling on about Jesse Jackson and then patriotism, implying that Obama is perhaps not of the same patriotic stuff as the Hill and McCain.
As a reward for his insights, he is now not only the Lady Macbeth of this campaign. Now, he's Joe McCarthy. Lady Macbeth McCarthy. It sounds uncomfortably like Heather Mills McCartney.
Then there is Michelle Obama, talking about how, as an adult, she's never really been proud of her country until now.
A first time for everything!
Geraldine Ferraro. That Obama's just as much of an affirmative action candidate as I was, although you might have noticed that I didn't mention this when I was runnning.
And now, we're suing that Rush Limbaugh via an extremely creative (almost revolutionary!) interpretation of what truly constitutes "vote fraud."
Okay, so is that it?
These are not the Donner Party Democrats. No human being could possibly digest this and survive. The only ones who get out alive are the Hill/Bill, that strange hybrid, and Jumpin Judas Richardon, who is evidently enlivened by demonic forces.
It's going to be a long summer.
I'm not hungry.