Whaddya gonna say? If there must be Democratic candidates in the world, I suppose a win for stealth-lefty Clinton is preferable to a win for far-lefty Obama or loopy-lefty Edwards. That victory speech, though—oy! “Young people who can’t afford to go to college to fulfill their dreams…” As I used to say when my mother told me to finish my greens because kids were starving in Africa: Name one. And why is going to college the only way to fulfill your dreams? And why should I care about some fool teenager’s fool dreams anyway?
And then, McCain. Open borders … campaign finance reform … endless wars and occupations … Great.
On the bright side: I finished my puzzle. (Technically, my daughter finished it. Family tradition dictates that I leave the last piece out, say “I just can’t figure out where this one goes …” and have Nellie come over and put it in place.) Great puzzle! Plus, I am having fun exploring the wonderful world of bourbon. Have now migrated from Knob Creek to Old Crow, which is cheaper, and was Barry Goldwater’s choice. This is a great country. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.