sheesh, are we still at the hand wringing stage?

I thought we'd moved past that?

Look, it's nice, Hillary is playing Nice, Barak is playing nice, we're all just being nice now, so all you folks, be nice too.

Hillary will still say, you know I think I'm better than Barak, but we're both better than McCain. Truth be told as hard core of a Barak supporter as I am, I think I'd make a better president than Barak or Hillary. But it would require an effort of the superdelegates to grant me that oppoturnity, and baring an unforseen incident I doubt they will.

The Veep Spot is open, Hillary is on the short list, and the various pros and cons will be weighed, and I wouldn't be surprised if Hillary wanted it to see her on the ticket. I don't think she really wants it, so I think the point is moot. If she wanted it she'd be making larger ovatures towards it, since she's not, I think we can all agree that she's bucking for her status as an emergecy candidate just in case, and a Barak supporter in the Senate.

Barak will get to 2210 or above (or whatever) prior to the convention and will likely get a unanimous vote, since Hillary's endorsement of Barak will likely be a big part of the convention.

You ever see Fever Pitch? There's a scene where the Red Sox lose a big game, the guys are in a bar eating their hearts out and they see a couple Red Sox players, relaxing at a private table eating steaks as if nothing had happened.

Like professional ball players, Hillary and Barak are professional politicians, these are people who routinely shake hands and speak kindly of Senator Joe Lieberman. They are far less personally invested in the pettiness of politics than any of us or the commentators who comment on every nuance of the race.

Hillary and Barak will shake hands or kiss full on the lips if the need arises at the convention and will do their best to carry this party to the finish line.

So let's jut sit back relax and watch the show.

It's an interesting question with regard to the Campaign of Senator Clinton.

Do you feed the beast or stab it with your steely knife?

Obviously regardless, you can not kill the beast, no matter how much you want it to die.

I am sure no matter what the Senator from New York would find a metric to claim the nomination. If she were behind in popular vote (which actually, she is based on any honest estimate) it would be her demographics that are more important (which was her argument before finding mathmatical theories that supported a popular vote win).

But we let it go, because we have to. You have to let her have her run, and we'll just smile and ignore the statements that are offensive, and divisive, because some times you just have to be the bigger person.

We know how it ends, she knows how it ends, and we're all traped in this hotel playing our parts until such time as we can check out, even though we know we will never fully leave.

Thank goodness for George W. Bush, if not for him, all this political theater might actually be causing me concern for the November Election.

The mouse does not want to be free, he has it too good.

He isn't whored out by any cartoonist or plagerist who wishes to hitch their star to a great history.

I don't quite understand people's obsession with freeing the mouse, it's not like he is a deep character upon which you can project an epic story of the human condition.

He's a mouse, with a squeeky voice, and relativly non-descript.

You can make a roderick rat character (as Warner Brothers and Speilberg did) but by altering the character you will always disassociate it from the original.

So why does any one want him? Is it just ment as a screw you to "the man"? If so, that's a little childish, but then again we are talking about adults who draw funny pictures for a living.

'twas a funny one, though.

Yep the spirit is a beautiful thing, which is why we smile and nod politely when transparent arguments are made. We must do all we can to be courrtious, kind, thrifty, brave, clean, and revernt so as to keep that spirit a movin'.

Yes, Senator Clinton, continues to keep her hand in it, but I think there is more to be said for her own inability to leave, to stop what she has started.

She knows that if wishes were horses the world would be filled with horse flop, and yet she wishes on, because it is her role.

I am reminded of a story of George Orwell's whose name escapes me, about a time when he was stationed in India and was called upon to kill an elephant that had gone rouge.

By the time he got there, the elephant was no longer rouge, the fight was at an end, but he had to kill it, because that was what was expected of him, that was the mask he had to wear.

The Senator has her mask on tight, as does Barak, smiles and frowns welded on for all to see. And so the show goes on, another day, another dance, another dime, and on and on.

But it does end. Florida and Michigan get sat, Peurot Rico's voice is heard, the Super Delegates declare their choice.

And the story is at an end, and the next dance begins.

Assuming Martial Law is not declared in late December, I'm generally an optimist on the whole affair.