The Old Lion , Bill Clinton, places a call to his pride

On speaker phone:

Uh, Hillary...hello, Darlin!


Hi, Bill. Is it really you?!


Yep. Is Chelsea there?


I sure am, Daddy. Right here.


Are you laughin yet, Bill? We're about to pee our pants here!


*riotous laughter in the background on both ends of the phone*


Are you kiddin' me?


*more riotous laughter*


We can't stop,Daddy. I wish we'd known how dumb he really is earlier! We could've taken him out!


*laughter*


Did you like how he acted in front of the Israelis? Bebe called and said he was an total dumbass. You know Bebe!


*Hillary lets loose with her crazy laugh*


"We're sorry we water board people. Gollll-ly, we're just dumb Americans trying to save your butts."


Or. Or, then in Berlin. "You Europeans are sure smart takin' down this wall and all. United they stand. DUHHH."


*they can't get enough*


Can't wait to see that little twerp squirm...like he's been elected already...never seen anything like it.


*throat clearing*


It ain't right, Hill. 'Least Jesse came back.
(beat)
Chelsea, Honey, you okay?



Yeah, I'm always good...fine, Dad.



Okay,Sweetie. I luv you. Well, you know to call when you need...Hey, honey, I got this beautiful little gold bracelet for ya next time I see ya, I'll give it...



I always do, Dad. Love ya.



*silence*



Hey, Bill.

Off speaker.

Yeah, Honey?



Tell Jesse thanks for bringin' our people back home.
(Beat)
You still think this thing is do-able?




It's a done deal, Baby. I mean, Madame President.




I knew you'd come through.
(Beat)
Thanks, Bill.
(Beat)
You always were the king of the lions.


Night, Hilliry.

Bill winces when he presses the off button.


The Old Lion licks that hurt place on his paw which is very close to being completely healed over, but not quite.

He figures he'll be needing it for the perimeter fights he has ahead of him this August.

Strangely he's no longer as concerned about the young lion.

He silently prays for forgiveness of his many, many sins and then for the stamina and energy to do what he needs for Hillary, for Chelsea, for his country--and for this funny little coalition he's built the last six or so weeks to just hold.

Just hold.Please God, just hold.

We live in fascinating times. Watch as these two people change history. But what do I know? I'm just a little girl from Kansas.

Thanks for the read.

Good grief. Obama's becoming Ronald Reagan!

Suddenly, a rumbling of middle class black Americans has said bye bye to all their sisters and brothers in the hood and moved on up to the east side, which is what they've wanted to officially do for thirty years now, thank you.

Great God Almighty, they're free at last.
It is fascinating how many regular, real African-Americans, not entertainers or sports icons who make zillions of dollars a year and live outrageous life styles describe their approval of the way Barack is dealing with "black" issues lately in addition to describing Jesse Jackson and his type as bitter, old racists.

Until just recently, no one would dare say such a thing about Jackson and others like him, the civil rights movement's last sacred cows. Barack finally has given permission to slay them, put them down, and put the rest of us out of our misery with these fools who have made a living off of underclassing an entire generation of Americans. The civil rights movement no longer is represented by this man who has gone beyond MLK's dream.

I can see black commentators, political scientists, lawyers and educators are practically giddy with relief and pent up emotion. God bless them, they can finally say what they've been thinking for years now. This is wonderful news for all African-Americans. As this freedom grows, so will the thinking of the individuals, which of course is good for America and both political parties.

I'm also interested in the irony that it took an "inauthentic" Mutlatto man, educated in British and upperclass American private schools to get this group to give them permission to move on.

Of course, that's why Jesse wants to cut Barack's parts off and serve them to him and Michelle in their next Salads Nicoise. Finally, the day has come that Jesse's and Al's been worried about: someone's come along to make it okay for the 75 percent of those black men who aren't in jail and who support their families to say adios to those people who refuse get their lives together. See ya, sucker. Your problems are your problems, not mine.

Barack might be tired of apologizing for the behavior of the dysfunctional black community, supported dysfunction, fostered by crazy stuff, romanticized by inappropriate rap groups and self-appointed black bosses who have hurt people, not helped them. It looks like he's willing only to use their help and support if they fall into line behind him his way.

Interesting to see a formerly rather aggressive Obama rap bunch jump to attention and suddenly become respectable. He's sent the memo that says xnay on the victimhood and anger evidently; maybe the same one he sent to Reverend Wright.

Deep down we all like to feel respectable, I think. These young black gansta rap entrepreneurs see that nothing succeeds like success--and excess. They're going for the brass (diamond) ring while using Obama's commodity of optimism and change as their currency to make things better, and so far, it's working. Welcome to civil society, Boys! Now take that gd chip off our shoulder and get with the program.

What about the black comedians? Are they going to continue the hate whitey skits?

Now if Barack can just keep the festering underclass like that stupid woman in Denver from screwing it all up for him. Or if he can keep himself from uttering idiotic things like we all need to speak Spanish--very revealing--and he might want to move a bit further right and get off the universal health care kick.

But then, that is always the problem for those who govern. They will learn that it's not as easy as it looks. I believe I mentioned that when Pelosi and Company took over a couple a years ago. Their approval rating topped 9% last week, the lowest in history.

Yep, nothing succeeds like a nice lookin' suit, a Midwestern accent and a handshake that comes from the heart.

Promising the little dog for the kids will work too. Muslims hate dogs. That makes a lot of people in America feel better about Barack's middle name.

If the mean streets of the ghetto can get over this "betrayal," and if Hillary doesn't pull any funny stuff, he'll have a chance of being president.

Also, if Barack can convince the rest of us that he's strong enough and knows enough about "things" to keep those pesky terrorists away from my grandkids and the Middle East from exploding into nuclear war, my taxes down, the government off my back and give a break or two for small business, I'd be happy. Shoot, I'd probably vote for the kid, if I thought he'd actually do it.

But, I don't think in his heart or mind Barack is even close to doing what Ronald Reagan would do. Wasn't it just last month he was calling for the end of the war in Iraq?

All in all, though we're much, much closer together than the media would have us think, regardless of our politics. That the good news, brother.

Thanks for the read.

At least Hillary will fight for civil rights, Jesse says.

I told you Obama's not authentic.

Much more of this and Senator O may have a bigger problem than just electability with white people and independents. He just said, I'm not kidding, that "Iran is a grave threat." No, I'm not kidding.

Will he lose his base and blacks as he goes center? Looks like he's already lost his first black bosses.

Now, Jesse Jackson's admitting he's mad that Obama doesn't have the foggiest idea about 'hood living saying off mike he "cut his n--ts out," in essense, forgetting the struggles of the black community, explaining later that it was out of a social context, of course.

Jackson's right, of course. Inauthentic. Living in Hawaii is not feeling their pain.

This is a Clinton/Old Black Civil Rights Movement chess move. Frankly, it took a little longer than I thought, but Bill showed the old bosses what a mistake this Obama is for the black community. They've been waiting for this moment for about four weeks now.

And a great move it is. It calls Obama out on the mark. I like it! Perfect, kids. I couldn't have done it better.

Flush him out. Just in time.

Now, Hill can start building up the supers delegates in time for the convention.

(Interesting. I know...you think I'm nuts. But just watch. When will you learn to trust your pal, Andrea?)

Meanwhile, I see Hillary's in the corner in her red/white/blue fight pantsuit, doing kneebends. Somethin's happenin. Watch. Look.

Now.

Do you Democrats see why I don't want to squander the most monumental moment this nation has, that of electing a African American to the presidency on a fake--a set up by a bunch of power mad, local amateurs? It's bad enough when it happens to the white community, sometimes. Not often. Sometimes.

For the Democrats to survive this it's way too important for all of us, especially to the children of this country, because of the failure of leadership both in government and in media circles to promote what we hope will be a post race culture. But first you have to tell us what that--post race--is.

Perhaps today that's unrealistic. A little too soon maybe? As long as any generation breathes who recalls the humiliation of separate facilities, it remains the responsibility of the current generations to help remember or at least recall.

FYI, I remember seeing black and white restrooms in Miami and Montgomery and Little Rock. They happened.

I, a little girl from Kansas City, was pretty darned shocked at how they treated black folks down there in the south back on that vacation. I thought it was awful and I didn't quite get it but I went along with it which I don't like about myself. White guilt.

K.C. was a liberal town. I didn't know any better. I was 12-years old. All I knew about black people was the Kansas City Athletics, and KC jazz, Lucille, our cleaning lady who loved me and William, our neighbor's man who helped her through thick and thin and everyone seemed happy, the men on the trolly who tooks us downtown. I didn't know about segregation. I was just a kid. Black people were part of my life.

When we moved to the country I was shocked at the acceptance of the N word and the bigotry that was displayed by these farm people, country people--my classmates-- who had probably never ever seen a black person. I never understood it. Where had such an attitude come from? I realize now we lived on the border of Kansas and Missouri and a lot of those folks had kin with southern sympathies.

I always had to laugh at these small farm town "aristocrats." And vice versa, I assure you. I was the city kid. I was never accepted. Of course, they were all related to each other so you could never say anything about anyone.

My family's religious background, Methodist, Quaker and Disciples of Christ provided our understanding of human relations and civil rights, so I guess I came by it naturally. Still. I had a hard time understanding the shocking outward display of racism in this middlewest classroom. I can't remember if anyone stopped it. They must have.

Jesse Jackson and the bosses and it is for me to ever, ever be that stupid. I can't help it. I didn't know any better. It was 1958. But I found out what it was about later because of the MLKs, Jesse Jacksons of the world. Not people like Obama.

I even shook Martin Luther King, Jr's hand when I was 17.

Post race? Is it the language that is objectionable to Reverend Jackson and the old guard? It may be. I don't really understand what post race means. Does that mean Barack's just going to drink white wine or whisky (Kentucky so it's without the e) from Waterford which he learned from his nouveau rich black friends who haven't even seen a dirty American ghetto street?

So, if the old black men and women feel they've been abandoned, who can blame them if the Obamaites use these stupid expressions? For the rest of us, it's downright impossible to join the discussion in good faith when you've got a bunch of Islamic terrorists breathing down your neck, you've got a guy whose Dad comes from Kenya and whose background is so complicated you can't even talk about it without being called a warmonger or racist, who sounds like such an effete and seems so untested and is running as their candidate for president.

All around, it just seems like a gyp for the American people, somehow. I understand how they feel. Maybe this is about age.

It's really nothing personal about Senator Obama. I've figured that out, by now.

I just feel like we're being duped somehow. The more I research the more I know this isn't what America really wants. Somethin's happening. I don't like how it feels. It's the psychic thing this time.

Thanks for the read.