The heretofore oh-so-solicitous McCentury and Cariboo Barbie Traveling Circus give Ms. Todd a call to commiserate about her sentence?

Just askin'...

We won't need to wait that long.

As soon as the dust settles on this Republican debacle, the GOP's Night of the Long Knives will commence as they try and figure out who to blame for what went wrong and exact their pound of flesh from the scapegoats. May they pile the bodies high!

In a figurative sense, of course.

In my dreams, the party splinters into an effete intellectual conservative wing (think George Will) and the Know-Nothings (i.e., Cariboo Barbie, Joe the Plumber and friends) and the Republican Party as we know it is whisked away into history's dustbin.

Ah well, dare to dream...

better hope that Tucker Bounds proves to be as predictive as he is consistently lame.

I was holding my breath, waiting...

Not.

Hill's tenacity made Barack a better candidate. I do believe that she has paved the way for future women candidates to be taken and treated seriously. And, let's not forget, the mythical PUMAs that supposedly spun out of her failure induced-- at least in part-- McCentury to pick the disastrous Cariboo Barbie for his VP as an ostensible lure to those alleged malcontents. Finally, rather than play the sulking Achilles, she sucked it up and joined the fight to elect the chosen nominee. We do indeed owe her our thanks.

And that's spoken from someone who detested her hamhanded, Queen-of-the-Democrats candidacy from the get-go.

At least I believe so. My divorce would've been done in half the time and at half the cost if I hadn't listened to my ex and gone through a year of mediation appointments, paying through the nose the whole time, all to obtain a draft agreement which she ultimately refused to sign!

The irony of it is that I was so anxious to get through the process that I agreed to way too many concessions in mediation that she ended up losing when I finally got fed up and retained a lawyer.

If you're going to go through mediation, you'll need to have everything vetted by your own personal attorney anyway, so just save yourself some dough and file the old fashioned way.

That we should abandon all hope?

My wife and I waited four and a half hours to vote yesterday. We arrived at the Registrar's Office in Norwalk, CA at 7:30 am, 30 minutes before it opened. The line at that time stretched down the block long building and, as we waited for the office to open, curled around the building as more and more folks arrived.

It was a very eclectic mix of every ethnic variety you can name. It began to rain a few times as we waited. Umbrellas appeared like multicolored toadstools. Many people, the better prepared, brought chairs. Several times, I observed them offered spontaneously to the elderly or otherwise infirm who, though they showed no visible discomfort at the long periods of standing in one spot, were invariably grateful for the offer although they sometimes graciously denied the necessity.

All in all, it was an orderly crowd, a good natured crowd, like you might find at any amusement park waiting patiently to board the Jungle Cruise or the Big Dipper. But there was a feeling of determination, too. We knew what we were there to do and no amount of measly dampness or footsore standing was going to keep us from it. As we shuffled glacially towards our goal and as the morning wore on, there was a palpable sense that history was being made with this vote, a sense that I had never felt before in any other election.

We finally got the chance to cast our vote at noon. As we emerged from the big tent that had been erected to shelter the voting booths, the sun came out from behind the clouds.

And still, the line kept growing.

For every tale of disillusioned campaign workers, there's many thousands of stories of determination, and yes, hope.

As we're all huddled around the TV sets, cheering our victories or nursing our wounds, safe in the bosom of family and friends, home from exercising our duty and responsibility as American citizens, spare a thought for our troops serving in harm's way.

Please, let us finally, at long last, end this madness and bring THEM home to the safety and comfort of their loved ones.

Dump that a-hole Lieberman out of his committee chair?

That her base remains enamored of her. I want her to run in 2012. I would love for her to be their party's candidate. Can you imagine a debate between Cariboo Barbie and Obama?

Palin 2012. I can't imagine a better nominee to further complete the marginalization of the Republican party.

For, to quote Thomas Paine, "The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value."

I have in my lifetime endured a very bad marriage and I am now luxuriating in the bonds of an exceptionally good one. While I would wish no one to suffer the former, I would preclude no one from enjoying the abiding love, faith and trust of the latter. In my America, the principles of fairness and equality under the law will always, eventually, prevail.

Knocked down, we rise to fight again. Keep marching, keep fighting, keep moving forward. A battle may have been lost, but the struggle continues.

That a state who'd elect Cariboo Barbie to run anything beyond a county beauty pageant would naturally elect a convicted felon to Senate.

over anything the Eva Braun of American politics has to say is beyond me.