Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Face it, Barack. I'm just not that into you.

The Obama surrogates keep saying as an old white woman I can't get past the race thing. By the way, that's what Obama's surrogates automatically respond with when people say anything about race. "Well, they are older, you know. That's something they learned in the old days." Thanks.

That is the "post race" rant they've decided on. The argument is ridiculous to the point of madness in its lack of depth as it refuses to acknowledge there is value is discussing the differences and the past, what drove the behaviors of bigotry and the expressions of hatred. Instead, the new generation, with it's government education wants to proceed with: blinders on, past is past and let's move on, unless we're talking about Republicans, who are mired in the past, cannot grow up and can be forgiven to a certain point.

What prigs. They just continue to piss me off on a daily basis. Good grief, they're ignorant; and, no. I never was that ignorant, of which they are so quick to accuse me and in a general way anyone with whom they disagree.

It's Obama and his arrogance. But immediately, another attack on Obama is registered in the Do Not Touch column of the Do Not Touch Book. It's not his color. It is so insulting to hear that. It's his politics and mostly him. The way he treats people. The way he acts. Kind of like THEM. How quickly they assume it is about race. Politics. Left-wing politics. Are they crazy? Does anyone in the room not think the GOP would love a guy like this in our party?


However, I've noticed his people are making him all nice and sweet now. Trying to make him a real, sweetheart to old broads like me. The cross and Obama's likeness across it may show up in a hologram somewhere soon.

Divine intervention might bring Obama into the hearts and minds of a few grown ups, but I doubt it. Go to MSNBC.com and watch the life story in the right hand sidebar, if you can stand it. It absolutely JFKesque, even down to the second to last slide with the 3/4 pensive face shot.

I told ya it would be a Kennedy summer. This is the beginning of the wave if, and it might be a really big IF, Obama succeeds as the nominee. I still don't believe it. And because I don't I'm a racist...follow that logic, if you want. It's very strange, I'll admit.

Meanwhile, the rest of you can join us on Planet Earth. If McCain can play off Obama's freightening foreign policy inadequacy, even more frighteningly sparse resources in that area, the Fairness Doctrine issue, among a few others, the polls will drop Obama quickly before the Dem Convention and then the Hillary Machine will crank up.

So. Where's Bill? He's got a campaign for co president to run! Watch for the deus ex machina for Hillary. I just...I just feel it. Don't you? Kinda? Maybe?

This is a woman who runs on power and her engines are revved up. She's got something up her pantsuit leg.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch house
I see Republican men are still stumbling around wondering what to do. They'll go and bomb something, I'm sure, which always works. They gotta be careful as to the timing. Of course the big problem is McCain's got no pals. So they've gotta get some boys into position. That's the problem with being a maverick, you don't get to make the big calls when you need them.

After they settle on the who, what, where, when, they pick the nominee and if McCain lives long enough...

They'll have a drink, cigar and talk about women and then golf, compare their drivers, then go home to the wifie. Just like they did fifty years ago...and fifty years before that.

That's called power and machismo. When asked why they do it every time, they answer the same way: "Because we can." They said "yes we can" lots earlier than old Barry. And they're much better at it.

We'll see if either of them needs Viagra. I don't know who'll win this man contest. Hillary or the guys with the army. Meanwhile, Barack is kind of weak, if you know what I mean.

*sigh*

Thanks for the read.

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