Saturday, November 22, 2008

Hillary Joins Hasbeens Anonymous?

Get used to it. As Barack Obama's Secretary of State, confirmed by the Senate, with her replacement duly installed in that brand new minty fresh Junior Senator from New York seat, she serves at the pleasure of her President and her career in politics is effectively over. She can be fired for insubordination on day two of her tenure, with all her bridges burned.

Not to say Hillary would consider fading away, Douglas MacArthur-style. She could probably even run against Arnold Schwarzenegger for governor of California — they didn't hold carpetbaggery against her in Gnu Yawk, after all — and in California, a win could, might, just maybe come with the bonus benefit of torking off the Shriver wing of the Kennedy clan. Just in case it's Ted Kennedy who's boxed her into this corner.

Who but some doofus in Cincinatti willingly surrenders POWER? Even from the U.S. Senate? It's a mighty difficult club to get into.

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Friday, November 21, 2008

Harkin predicts Clinton will be Secretary of State?

What is this? Delusions of relevance? Or preparing the base for a ridiculous Gilbert & Sullivan turn of events?

Harkin, you will recall, was a stalwart for Bill during the Clinton impeachment proceedings. That was not just payback for an eleventh hour Bill Clinton bacon-saving moment during Harkin's tight run in 1996 against arch-Catholic Jim Ross Lightfoot — I suspect Harkin genuinely likes Bill & Hillary.

Tom was never above getting splashed with a dash of ink, neither. So who knows?

But I hope he's wrong, and the Bad Ship Lollipop never sails. On the merits, Clinton can best serve (and best be served by) the United State Senate, not a bad gig in itself.

Arr, Cap'n! It's mighty bad luck, havin' wimmink aboard!

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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Hard to Swallow


How much gar could a mullet gullet gulp
If a mullet gullet could gulp gar?


If Obama puts Hillary in the State Department in any capacity, she'll be a quart short of One Imperial Gallon.

Gar, n.
A bony freshwater fish.

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Saturday, November 15, 2008

Finally registering...

...that the election's over. I can go hours without my Keith Olbermann/Rachel Maddow fix on MSNBC these days. Must be like a runner's high, endorphins kicked in hard about June, finally simmering down.

I've never watched Billo the Clown, and I've developed a pronounced distaste for Lou Dobbs (it's pronounced "Gid-dowdda-heah-ya-racebaitin-demogog-ya"). Still watch Chris Matthews now and then, but he likes to set up little brawls or broohas or dialectics or something, and I'm not a big fan of that stuff. Colin Powell is, maybe. Waddeva.

I like my liberal media biases frank and up front.

Other signs that the election's over include, Sarah Palin lookin' good, Hillary Clinton lookin' gag me with a wooden spoon (some thing's don't change, at least), and John McCain looking vaguely rational again. I do kind of nachurly lean toward the moderate left edge of the Republican party, prob'ly makes me a bluedog democrat so long as that is no invitation for the Klan to come roosting back (or those wink-wink-nudge-nudge South Carolina "NRA members" who escort folks to the polls on Election Day, oh so helpfully, neither).

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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Hillary Clinton, Secretary of State?

Pull the other one, it has got bells on.

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