Monday, May 5, 2008

Obama 'desperate'?

The London Daily Mail doubtless exaggerates:
Barack Obama made an impassioned appeal to voters last night to end Hillary Clinton's dreams of another comeback in the race for the White House.
The Illinois senator told Democrat voters heading to the polls today in Indiana and North Carolina: "I need help."
With less than a month to go before the state-by-state vote ends, the Obama camp is desperate to finish off Mrs Clinton's campaign to become the Democrat's presidential nominee.
Surely, with all that money in the bank and an insuperable lead among pledged delegates, Obama's campaign is not desperate, although I'm sure they're kicking themselves for having failed to finish Hillary off earlier. It was the Clinton campaign that was "desperate" in March, but then that one-eyed jack jumped out of the deck.

Now, polls show a Hillary resurgence, but as Ed Morrisey says:

The effects of Jeremiah Wright and perhaps William Ayers appear to have created momentum away from Obama, and Democrats may well wonder whether Obama can beat anyone at this point in time, let alone John McCain in November.
The question for Hillary will be whether this surge came too late. She needed this kind of movement in the polls in February, before the Obama nomination really got sold as a fait accompli. Hillary has enough evidence of Obama’s faltering campaign, but the superdelegates may be too afraid of the backlash if they act on it now. Voting for Hillary now looks like stealing the nomination from Obama, and it will take a lot of convincing before they can do that and sell it as the best decision for the party.
Just in case anybody was sleeping in French class, the English translation of "fait accompli" is "done deal," ne c'est pas?

Since today seems to be Foreign News Day, the Daily Mail also reports that Australian starlet Mischa Barton has cellulite.

And speaking of the Daily Mail -- the one in Charleston, W.Va., that is -- Don Surber reports a Rasmussen poll showing Hillary Clinton is ready to stomp Obama's butt in next week's West Virginia primary. Don explains why West Virginians are so bitter:
West Virginia is the nation’s oldest state with an average age of 38.9 years, has the second lowest per person income, and the lowest percentage of college graduates among its adults.
In short, Hillary’s people.
Hillbillies for Hillary!

Battlestar: The Saga Continues

Honestly, I'm too piqued over Crazy Cousin John's latest idiocy to do another long coffee-spewing post in response to Jimmie's reponse to my response to his response to my response to his fanboy post about Battlestar Galactica. (Yeah, this is as exciting as a game of Pong on a 1978 Atari system.) But three quick points worth mentioning:
  • Other observers share my thoughts about a deficiency of imagination: "I'm not sure why it isn't the greatest show of all time. Cause I would think they would have a lot of giggly pillow fights and sexy bondage parties in space. I know I would. It's space, man. No rules."
  • Jimmie's amazing ability (and desire) to mount a detailed 700-word defense of a space show that airs on the SciFi cable network rather brings us back to my original point, eh?
  • How come the only redhead on the show is 56-year-old Mary McDonnell? The young hotties are blonde, blonde, and Asian. Don't they have any young redhead hotties in space?
Was there some kind of space virus that wiped out all the redheads except President Laura Roslin? Have they tried everything to restore the breed? Is there any hope? Because if there's no redhead hotties in space, that's not a fantasy, that's a nightmare.

Cynical? Who me?

Wonder why I'm so cynical about politics?
[A]s part of his commitment to talking with all Americans during this presidential campaign, the McCain presidential campaign announced that John McCain will attend the La Raza Annual Convention in San Diego on July 14, 2008.
Via Michelle Malkin, who says:
The campaign justifies his appearance by framing it as a gesture of inclusiveness and outreach. . . . Yes, they see it as an act of tolerance to legitimize the militantly open borders, anti-immigration enforcement, ethnic nationalists who call themselves "The Race."
Michelle has a lot of background about El Bastardo de Mentira and his relentless open-borders pandering, so be sure to read it all.

He is the Republican Party's nominee for president. You know, the conservative Republican Party -- you remember them, don't you?

I'll update later, after I finish vomiting.

Aphorism of the day

"First they came for my pastor, then they came for my magic underwear."

Insufficient cynicism

Over at the American Spectator blog, I took issue with young Conor Friedersdorf, an NYU grad student who somehow managed to obtain posting privileges both at AmSpec and The Huffington Post. (Which Arianna will no doubt revoke as soon as the bloodthirsty HuffPo crew realizes there's a Republican in their midst.) Conor argues thus:
I understand the focus on electability, of course, but I must say it isn't an ideal way to choose presidents insofar as both parties may wind up nominating people who are relatively more likely to win the most powerful office in the world, and relatively less likely to perform well once inaugurated. That's why I find Rush Limbaugh's "Operation Chaos" so objectionable. . . . [H]is stunt so far suggests that it's worth the risk of ending up with the poorer potential president on the Democratic side to marginally increase the chance that a Republican wins in the fall. . . .
My own risk-averse approach would be to hope that the best Democrat wins the nomination not because I want a Democrat in the White House, but because I want two candidates squaring off either of whom will serve the country best if elected. . . .
[T]he country would be better off if at least the social norms around electing a president changed, so that everyone was rooting for the best potential president to emerge on the other side rather than the easiest potential electoral opponent.
To which I replied briefly:
[L]et us stipulate that Limbaugh is also a patriotic American who wants what is best for his country. Why, therefore, would he launch "Operation Chaos," with the stated objective of tying the Democratic primary race into an ugly knot?
Short answer: Rush believes that what is bad for the Democratic Party is good for America. . . .
My problem with your "risk-averse approach," Conor, is your apparent belief that there would be any meaningful policy difference between an Obama administration and a Clinton administration. I see no basis for such a belief. Any consideration of electing the better of the two Democrats is a non-starter, if both are equally bad -- or if each is at least so bad that there's no point trying to calculate which is worse.
This gets back to a point I made in reviewing Rod Dreher's Crunchy Cons: I write for money. And so far, nobody's offered to pay me to save the world.

Professional writers who present themselves to the world in save-the-world garb are doing a disservice to the profession (and arguably, a disservice to the world, which is already in bad enough shape without more advice from journalists).

The great sin of journalism is when journalists mistake their own eloquence or literary ability for wisdom. My opinions are not superior to the opinions of others merely because I have a greater knack for expressing my opinions in writing. This is not to derogate the value of my own opinions, mind you, but rather to note the important distinction between the objective merit of opinions and the ability to express opinions.

Just because someone is inarticulate does not mean he's incapable of forming valid opinions, but too many journalists think that way. Because their profession places a high value on verbal expression, journalists too easily mistake eloquence for truth.

Having belabored that point long enough, let me illustrate the difference between what I do and the save-the-world approach. I blogged about the latest revelation about Obama's bomber buddy Bill Ayers, and spoke directly to Democratic voters, to wit:
You, the Democratic primary voters of Indiana and North Carolina, have to ask yourselves one question: "What will Karl Rove do with this kind of crap?" . . .
If you think Rove & Co. will just let that slide by between now and November -- if you can't picture in your mind the Republican TV commercials -- please feel free to vote for Hope and Change and other things that ain't gonna happen if the Republicans win.
Does Conor Friederdorf suppose that I wrote that out of my overflowing cornucopia of humane sympathy for Democratic primary voters?

Hell, no. I saw the picture of Ayers and said, "Holy crap, that's news!" So I blogged about in the belief that somebody might want to read about it.

(The general idea here is to increase readership because if I get enough readers, somebody might pay to advertise here, or else some publisher might like what they see and hire me to write for them. It's a basic concept called "capitalism." Look it up.)

Anyway, by the time I saw the Ayers item at Marathon Pundit, Michelle Malkin had been on the story for about five hours, along with lots of other bloggers. So if I was going to blog about it and offer any value to readers, I'd have to come up with something different to say. Thus the idea of asking Democratic voters to consider what Rove and the Republicans might do with this photo of Ayers.

Posing this question to Democrats was both fair and accurate -- it was journalistically legitimate. But I don't care how they answer it, and am not under any illusion that my merely asking it constitutes a contribution to saving the world. The world can go to hell, just so long as I get some links in the process.

Frankly, it makes no difference to me whether the Democrats nominate Obama or Hillary. I'm not going to vote for either one. As far as I'm concerned, the ideal outcome would be a deadlocked convention in Denver, with Dennis Kucinich nominated on the 17th ballot. Not that Kucinich would be a good candidate or a good president, but -- what a story!

See, unlike grad students at NYU, professional journalists have to worry about earning a living. That in turn means convincing people to pay me to write stuff, and like I said, nobody's paying me to save the world.

If you want to save the world, join the Peace Corps or become a missionary. If you want to be a professional journalist, stick to the facts, mind your grammar, hit your deadlines, and try to write something that somebody might actually want to read. (The fact that I'm writing this on my blog -- and not writing it for money -- indicates that rants against save-the-worldism are no more marketable than save-the-worldism itself.)

I'm worried about young Mr. Friedersdorf up there at NYU. Have they dropped "Intro to Cynicism" from their journalism curriculum?

PETA: Who cares about humans?

Neil Cavuto just had on his Fox News show a PETA spokeswoman to discuss the death of second-place finisher Eight Belles after Saturday's Kentucy Derby. PETA wants the jockey suspended:
PETA is calling for the immediate suspension of jockey Gabriel Saez -- who whipped Eight Belles mercilessly as she came down the final stretch, no doubt in agony from two front legs that were about to snap.
While the trainers, jockeys, and owners may weep their crocodile tears today over Eight Belles' euthanasia, they will be back on the track tomorrow, putting other horses at risk.
PETA is also calling for an end to gambling at horse races -- which is the whole point of the sport.
The PETA spokeswoman on Cavuto (whose first name was Lisa) insisted Saez suspended despite the absence of evidence that the jockey did anything wrong.

That race horses are whipped down the home stretch is not exactly an earth-shattering revelation. There is no reason to suspect that Saez knew that there was anything wrong with Eight Belles, or that his whipping the horse -- or anything else he did during the Derby -- was related to the injury that led to her being euthanized.

Saez is a professional jockey -- it's how he makes his living. So Cavuto says to the PETA woman, do you really want to suspend him, putting a black mark on his career, without any evidence of wrongdoing on his part? And the PETA woman says, who cares? Cavuto comes back with, wait a minute, I just want to be clear, you're saying the horse is more important than this guy's career? The PETA woman says, I don't care about him, he needs to be suspended immediately.

There's your PETA philosophy in a nutshell: Horses are more important than human beings. It's not about "animal rights." They want animal supremacy.

Is honor so exotic?

The State Department's cultural tone-deafness:
Mohammed Hafidh Abdul-Razzaq had been summoned by U.S. Embassy officials who wanted to make amends for the killing of his 10-year-old son. The boy died during a shooting involving employees of Blackwater Worldwide, the U.S. security firm.
Deputy Chief of Mission Patricia A. Butenis told him that she was sorry for what had happened, Abdul-Razzaq recalled. She gave him a sealed envelope. It had his name written on it. Abdul-Razzaq pushed it away."I told her I refuse to receive any amount," the auto parts dealer said. "My father is a tribal sheik, and we're not used to taking any amount unless the concerned will come and confess and apologize. Then we will talk about compensation."
I'm pro-American and pro-Blackwater, but I can definitely respect this Abdul-Razzaq guy. The State Department is responsible for its own blunders, and dissing Abdul-Razzaq this way -- calling him into your office and shoving a check at him -- was a blunder.

The State Department (not just the current political leadership, but the entire department, including its bureaucracy) is contemptible. This whole Blackwater situation is caused by the fact that State Department personnel are so cowardly they're afraid to go to the toilet without a convoy of armed guards, and such wimps they refuse to carry sidearms to cope with emergencies.

Anybody who's ever had any dealing with those Foggy Bottom pansies would know better than to deploy them to a place like Iraq. Hell's bells, drive down Constitution Avenue to 22nd Street and look at the security arrangements around the State Department office -- Fort Foggy Bottom! If those pansy diplomats cower in such abject fear in Washington, imagine how they must wet their pants in Baghdad.

The Arabs don't respect weaklings and cowards, and weakness and cowardice are prerequisites for employment at State.

Future GOP campaign ad?

Attention, Indiana and North Carolina Democrats. This is Bill Ayers:



(Via Marathon Pundit and Michelle Malkin.) Ayers, a former Weather Underground terrorist, helped Barack Obama start his political career, including donating to Obama's Illinois State Senate campaign. Ayers continues to make excuses for the Weather Underground's murderous bombing spree.

You, the Democratic primary voters of Indiana and North Carolina, have to ask yourselves one question: "What will Karl Rove do with this kind of crap?"

Besides the radical ranting Rev. Wright, Obama is now clearly linked to this flag-stomping terrorist bomber. If you think Rove & Co. will just let that slide by between now and November -- if you can't picture in your mind the Republican TV commercials -- please feel free to vote for Hope and Change and other things that ain't gonna happen if the Republicans win.

Your call.

Dann: I'm not going

Ohio Attorney General Mark Dann tries to survive his sex scandal:
Gov. Ted Strickland and fellow top Democrats released a letter asking embattled Ohio Attorney General Marc Dann to resign immediately.
The letter signed by Strickland and other Democratic statewide elected officials tells Dann that his "actions have irreparably harmed your ability to effectively serve the people of our great state." . . .
In a statement to his staff, Dann said Strickland called him Sunday night, advising him of the letter.
"I told him that he and the other officeholders, as well as the members of the legislature, should continue to expect that we will continue to provide high-quality legal services to all of them," Dann wrote.
"That is exactly what I am doing today," he added. "I am in the office, have rolled up my sleeves and am working on behalf of the people of State of Ohio."
My brother-in-law, who lives in Columbus, sent me the full text of Dann's response, which concludes:
I think that there is a great chance that we can continue to do great work for the people of the State.
I know that this is difficult, and I am truly sorry to have put all of you in this position. But our work is too important to do anything but our jobs today.
Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. Besides his admitted affair, Dann is deeply implicated in his aides' sexual-harassment problems. If Dann had any regard for "the people of the State," he'd have already resigned. He isn't going to survive this scandal, and by attempting to hang on, he's only delaying the inevitable.

The Dann scandal is beyond politics at this point. Democrats are already damaged, and in terms of narrow partisan interests, Republicans would be in favor of Dann extending the damage as much as possible. But they're not. There are no Ohio Republicans saying, "Hang in there, Marc!"

Having an attorney general up to his chin in a horrid scandal like this is bad for all Ohioans, and Dann's immediate resignation would be in the best interests of all Ohioans, regardless of party.

PREVIOUSLY:
5/2: Dann the man

Pundit or politico?

Bill Kristol endeavors to pick the GOP running mate in the pages of the New York Times.

What's up with this crap? Are you a journalist, or are you a Republican campaign operative?

Am I the only one who's noticed this trend? Maybe it's caused by the rise of cable TV news, giving these GOP bigwigs (Kristol was a staffer for Dan Quayle) the chance to go on TV and give unsolicited campaign advice. Pretty soon, people become confused and get the idea that a journalist is someone whose job is to tell politicians what to do.

All I know is, it's annoying the crap out of me, because everybody's starting to imitate this type of stuff. Go over to RedState.com and it's like walking into a seminar at a Republican campaign-consultant convention. It's boring. Leave the politicking to the politicians.

UPDATE: Greetings AmCon blog readers! Clark Stooksbury calls Kristol "a first rate hack." Kristol would probably take that as a compliment, but why does Stooksbury insult hacks this way? Experts on hackery have never ranked Kristol any better than third-rate.

Beta Star Galactica

Jimmie at Sundries Shack tries to dissuade me from my anti-Battlestar Galactica stance by tempting me with photos of BSG's female stars (like Grace Park) in scanty attire.

Simple question: Do the BSG babes run around in lacy underwear during the show?

Answer: No, obviously they do not. However hot they might be, space babes don't shop at Victoria's Secret.

Do you see how wrong this is, Jimmie? Suppose you were asked to imagine an alternative reality in which such impossibilities as inter-galactic space travel were possible -- a scenario where you can dream up pretty much anything your freaky little mind might want. And there's no lingerie? No bustiers or merry widows? No garter belts, for crying out loud?

I'm sorry, if I was given artistic license to conjure such a fantasy universe into existence, my alternative reality would have the space babes wearing satin and lace more or less 24/7. Also, their dialogue would consist mainly of lines like, "More coffee, Commander McCain?"

BSG illustrates the failure of the Beta Male imagination. In other words, rather than imagine a red-blooded patriarchal universe -- e.g., America, prior to about 1974, where the guys sit around smoking cigars and playing poker while adoring chicks bring them fresh sandwiches and cold beer -- the Beta Male is capable of imagining only a post-feminist universe like our own, where the women are "complex" and "have issues."

BSG is not really an alternative universe so much as it is a projection of the present universe into fictional circumstances. It's sort of like these latter-day historic dramas in which all the women act "empowered" as if Justice Stephen Breyer and Gloria Steinem had been calling the shots in Elizabethan England or whatever.

Answer me this, Jimmie: Why can the producers of BSG defy the laws of physics, but they can't defy the EEOC?

UPDATE: Bob's Bar & Grill says, "Now clean up the coffee or what ever else you were drinking that went flying out of you nose."

No, Bob. Just wait. The space babe in lacy white lingerie will clean it up for you. The she'll bring you a fresh cup.

Welcome to my sci-fi fantasy, OK?

Damon Runyon, pundit

From my latest American Spectator article:
Perhaps the best description of what happened to Sen. Barack Obama's presidential campaign can be found in the words of Sky Masterson, the protagonist of "Guys and Dolls":
"One of these days . . . a guy is going to show you a brand-new deck of cards on which the seal is not yet broken. Then this guy is going to offer to bet you that he can make the jack of spades jump out of this brand-new deck of cards and squirt cider in your ear. But, son, do not accept this bet, because as sure as you stand there, you're going to wind up with an ear full of cider."
There's no such thing as a sure thing, the crafty crapshooter was telling his buddy Nathan Detroit, and if Obama ends up with an ear full of cider instead of the Democratic nomination, he'll have only himself to blame. . . .
Read the whole thing. It's a column that actually began with a couple of thoughts I was pondering here yesterday, namely (a) Obama has been his own worst enemy, and (b) what a dumb idea it was for him to take that vacation to the Virgin Islands in March.

That vacation was a signal of overconfidence, which made me think of the line from "Guys and Dolls," and the column started from there.

Politics is a competition, and thus is like gambling or sports. You can't slack up or get cocky when you're winning. Obama had the chance to finish Hillary off in Pennsylvania, and blew it.

How many townhall events could he have done in the three days he spent on St. Thomas? It might have made the difference of a few thousand more votes that would have at least kept Team Clinton from claiming a "double-digit" victory.

Or think about Obama's visit to San Francisco on April 6 when he made the "bitter" comments that hurt him so bad. What the hell was he doing in Frisco? The California primary was over and done with. Why was there a need for him to go out there, buttering up those wealthy donors, when he was already so far ahead in fundraising anyway? Barely two weeks away from the Pennsylvania primary, and his staff thinks Obama needs to be in California?

Obama and his team got cocky. They were like a football team that goes into halftime with a two-touchdown lead, starts thinking ahead to the playoffs and then -- wham! -- the other team stages a second-half comeback.

Or, as Runyon would say, "an ear full of cider."

UPDATED: Team Clinton considers the "nuclear option."

No. 1 Sign You Need To Get A Life

You're blogging about Battlestar Gallactica:

The first three seasons have been nothing short of storytelling genius. I can’t remember a time when a television show actually made me shout aloud in triumph as I did when the Pegasus swooped in, missiles blazing, to save the Galactica over New Caprica. . . . Watching the Galactica drop into the atmosphere to launch its vipers directly into the battle of New Caprica took my breath away
Dude. I'm sorry. "Storytelling genius?" It's a freaking sci-fi show on TV. It's about people and places that do not actually exist. Which is equally true of "C.S.I.," but at least the characters on "C.S.I." are similar to real human beings.

I mean, in real life, there are such things as police detectives and DNA lab technicians and forensic pathologists, who actually solve crimes with scientific techniques like those shown on "C.S.I." So watching "C.S.I." might be as much a waste of time as watching anything else on TV, but it at least bears some remote resemblance to reality.

"Battlestar Galactica," on the other hand, is a fantasy about things that have never existed and never will. It's been nearly 40 years since man first landed on the moon. Where are those fleets of high-tech spaceships swooshing off faster than light to explore other galaxies? Where's that roomy space station where people walk around normally, with no zero-gravity problem to worry about? And where, pray tell, are all those super-powerful laser weapons?

As fun as futuristic space fiction might have been in, say, 1954, we've seen enough by now to know that all that Buck Rogers crap is impossible. It hasn't happened, it's never going to happen and -- to anticipate your next objection -- we have no real evidence of the existence of parallel universes so, no, it's not happening there, either.

I blame this childish space-fantasy fixation on Jonah Goldberg, who was the first conservative blogger to get all giddy about his BSG fanboy shtick. It was cute for a while, maybe, but that was then and this is now.

Sorry to get all harsh on you, Jimmie, but it's time to move on. Let it go, man.

Just. Let. It. Go.

UPDATE: Jimmie replies; I respond with hyper-scoffing.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Obama 'running scared'?

Clinton campaign deputy communications director Phil Singer:
I think it’s clear that the Obama campaign is running scared right now. They’ve outspent our campaign by significant margins in both North Carolina and Indiana, they’ve predicated victories in both North Carolina and Indiana, and they’re currently watching our candidate catch fire on the stump and generate a significant amount of momentum going into Election Day.
That's pretty bold talk (MP3 audio here) and Hillary backer Taylor Marsh ties it to Obama's response to Hillary's proposed gas-tax holiday:
I think “running scared” is a good description of the Obama campaign right now. He is simply failing to connect with the working-class voters that are the backbone of the party, and I just don’t see how sticking up for a gas tax is going to help him at all.
Economists can say whatever they want, but people who are hurting appreciate someone who at least tries to help their situation, instead of arguing such relief can’t we accomplished. That’s what Obama just doesn’t get, and why Tuesday is looking better and better for Hillary.
Ex-Clintonista Robert Reich mocks Hillary's anti-economist rhetoric. As someone who cares a lot about economics, I hesitate to endorse attacks on practicioners of the "dismal science."

On the other hand, it's right in line with the populist tactics the Clinton campaign's been using recently. Rank-and-file Democrats love that kind of stuff. If only Hillary had called those economists "pointy-headed intellectuals who can't even park their bicycles straight," she'd have been tapping into a timeless Democratic tradition.

At least for once in her life, Hillary's on the right side of a tax issue.

Jame Lee Curtis blogs?

For an old gal, she sure knows how to traffic-bait:
I woke up this morning concerned about the world food shortage and Korean defectors attempting self immolation in protest of Beijing and was astonished at the amount of attention a young woman named Miley Cyrus was getting for a topless, or shall I say backless, photograph in Vanity Fair.
Just to connect the dots, I too have weathered a recent bout of hysteria over a supposed topless, or shall I say strapless, photograph in a magazine. In my case it was an understanding that the photo in question be shoulders up regardless if I was wearing a suit of armor, chastity belt, wet suit, strapless bra or nothing. It is, was and will always be irrelevant and only became an issue when it was publicized as "topless". All the nipple loving/leering people wanted to know...was it true? . . .
She is a young girl. . . . In the offending photo she looks tousled and soft and vulnerable and yes...even sexy. She is fifteen after all, and the word sex is starting to come up. I seem to remember a fourteen/fifteen year old Brooke Shields commenting that nothing came between her and her Calvins.
I've highlighted the words and phrases that make this such an absolute masterpiece of traffic-baiting -- and there's lots more, including the word "voyeurism," in the full HuffPo article. That post is guaranteed to keep generating random Google hits from perverts well into the 22nd century.

Youthful hijinks in San Diego

A pipe-bomb attack on a federal courthouse in San Diego, prompting See-Dubya to observe:
They set it off at 1:40 AM, so thankfully no one was hurt. . . . And if I understand Bill Ayers’ parsing of what’s terrorism and what isn’t, then that makes it just a bit of high-spirited juvenile activist prankery as far as he’s concerned.
A little adolescent mischief, that's all. In another 30 years, the San Diego bomber will be hosting wine-and-cheese fundraisers for Democrats.

Obama's self-destruction

"Good, I can feel your anger. I am defenseless. Take your weapon. Strike me down with all of your hatred and your journey towards the dark side will be complete!"
-- Emperor to Luke Skywalker,
in "Return of the Jedi"

Michelle Obama says her husband's ready to reach for his light saber:
He is said to be itching to turn all his fire on John McCain, the Republican candidate, who is benefiting most from Mr Obama's protracted tussle with Hillary Clinton.
Mrs Obama told a rally in Durham, North Carolina, on Friday that only her husband's desire to change US politics had helped him to control his feelings: "Barack is always thinking three steps ahead -- what do we need to do to make change."
Her husband was thinking "I can't let my ego, my anger, my frustration get in the way of the ultimate goal," she said. . . .
A senior Democrat strategist privy to Obama's campaign said: "He's sick of the battle against Clinton. He wants to get stuck into McCain. His people have had to remind him that this thing isn't over yet and he needs to focus and put her away."
Obama's real problem, you see, is neither Clinton nor McCain. Obama's real problem is Obama. After Super Tuesday, he started thinking too far ahead, anticipating his general-election campaign against the Republicans before he had finished off Hillary. To adapt an old axiom, If you go to kill the Queen, be sure to kill the Queen.

Watching the Democrats descending into chaos -- did somebody say "chaos"? -- my mind keeps turning back to a fact I noted when I went to cover Hillary in March: While the former First Lady was slogging around Pennsylvania, desperately trying to keep her campaign going, Obama was vacationing in the Virgin Islands.

If, by some combination of mischief and miracle, Hillary comes back to win the nomination, Obama's decision to go splashing in the tropical surf will be remembered as one of the biggest blunders in American political history. March is a cold, gray month in Pennsylvania. How many of those "bitter" voters wished they could have afforded a trip to St. Thomas?

The Other Michelle (heh!) has an open thread about Michelle Obama's "boiling point" remarks.

Joe Wilson on 'legitimate questions'

Remember Joe Wilson, the preening narcissist who became a hero to the Left because of Plamegate? Well, he just came out with an op-ed column in the Raleigh (N.C.) News & Observer, saying that the controversy over Rev. Jeremiah Wright raises "legitimate questions" about Barack Obama:
Judgment and leadership in foreign policy are not intuitive. They are learned through experience. Obama's long and close relationship with the anti-American hate-monger Wright, his inattention to his responsibilities in the Senate Foreign Relations Committee and his careless approach to Iraq all suggest that he would benefit from more experience. We should ask whether we want those lessons to be learned in the White House.
(Via No Quarter.) You gotta love that: Former left-wing hero turns his guns on new left-wing hero. It's a piranha pool.

Roseanne vs. Rush

Brian Maloney listens to Roseanne Barr on Air America, so you don't have to:
That Rush Limbaugh, that guy I have to say. There’s another fat bastard that I opened up the door for huh? It really it really makes me mad because um he he goes and like, I opened up the channel for fat funny guys. I really did. That were blue collar and populist or whatever. He took the blue collar and like totally went the wrong way with it. So he is taking my mojo and like using it for satanic forces and I just don’t like it when people are working for Satan instead of God. I don’t like that.
Here's the audio clip:



As bad as Roseanne is at radio -- she has trouble speaking a coherent sentence -- at least you don't have to look at her.

The reason Roseanne was ranting incoherently against Rush? Limbaugh had caught grief from Denver-area media last month because of his offhand joke about "dreaming" that the Democrats' convention in Denver turns into a 1968 Chicago-style riot. But Rush subsequently called attention to Roseanne's much more (apparently) serious talk of causing "trouble" at the Denver convention.

As to prospects for mayhem in Denver, let's face it: The Democrats' alliance with the radical Left is a deal with the devil. This down-to-the-wire contest for the nomination has strained a lot of nerves, and if the Left is disappointed -- if somehow Hillary wins at the convention -- it's likely to get ugly.

In his role as Commander-in-Chief of Operation Chaos, Limbaugh obviously relishes the prospect of a disastrous Democratic donnybrook in Denver. But he didn't tell his listeners to incite or participate in violent disruptions; he was anticipating that Democrats would do it to themselves.

Given the self-destructive history of the Democratic Party's left wing (ask Obama's buddy Bill Ayers about left-wing self-destruction) a melee at the Denver convention is a perfectly reasonable expectation, and there's no reason why Rush shouldn't be gleeful at the thought.

Oprah, Obama & Wright

Newsweek has a great story:
For any spiritually minded, up-wardly mobile African-American living in Chicago in the mid-1980s, the Trinity United Church of Christ was -- and still is -- the place to be. That's what drew Oprah Winfrey, a recent Chicago transplant, to the church in 1984. She was eager to bond with the movers and shakers in her new hometown's black community. . . . Winfrey was a member of Trinity United from 1984 to 1986, and she continued to attend off and on into the early to the mid-1990s. But then she stopped. A major reason . . . was the Rev. Jeremiah Wright. . . .
Winfrey was never comfortable with the tone of Wright's more incendiary sermons, which she knew had the power to damage her standing as America's favorite daytime talk-show host.
Very interesting. Oprah saw the potential for trouble, but Harvard-educated Obama didn't. On the other hand:

Winfrey, who has endorsed Obama and campaigned on his behalf, had long understood the perils of a close association with Wright . . . [but] was blindsided by the pastor's personal assault on Obama.
Surprising, yes, but not all that much. It's obvious Wright resents Obama's attempt to distance himself. If you want an insight on Wright's character, ask his wife's ex-husband:
The Rev. Jeremiah Wright, Barack Obama's loose cannon of a spiritual adviser, stole the wife of a parishioner - after the man sought Wright's help in saving his troubled marriage, the former husband told friends.
Delmer Reed, 59, confided to pals that he believed the minister moved in on his wife while Wright was counseling the couple at his Chicago church in the early 1980s, The Post has learned. "That's exactly how he said it," Reed's divorce lawyer, Roosevelt Thomas, told The Post.
"It looks like Delmer might have been right," he said, because after Delmer and Ramah Reed were divorced, she got remarried - to Wright. "Either that or this was the biggest coincidence in the world."
Asked about the relationship between Wright and his ex-wife, Reed told The Post, "Oh, the things I could tell you."
Initially, he didn't believe the rumors.
"People were telling me that my extremely attractive wife was seen with the pastor," Reed said. "But I didn't believe it. I thought, 'So what?' "
Was he wrong in the end?
"Well, yeah," he said.
If the pastor treats his congregation like that, his vengeful behavior toward Obama is not surprising.