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• Tuesday, June 3, 2008 02:23 AM

  Odds

  I'm soon going to check the British bookmakers' odds on Obama vs McCain. They will have a savvy sense of the numbers. Betcha Obama will be a slight to medium favorite.

  The Pres Nom campaigns, though intermittently tabloid vile, did accomplish fabulous things.

  The Dems found a better voice, in Obama.

  The GOP sank onto McCain.

  McClellan's book outed ugly spin. Clintonia died a richly deserved death which should carry over to November because it also thickly typified what liars look like.

  In the past month, McCain's anathemic virulence has begun to leak out all over his phoney notoriety.

  His Nazi clergy , war lies, Bush-bluff brittle bullying, lobbyist campaign squad, entrenched ignorance, stubborn inaccuracy, thug scum political advisors and surrogates, and the ongoing flotilla of fatuous fraud microphoned menaces have produced at least 9 damning disasters documentably capable of undoing his electability.

  How stupid must you be to allow a Phil Gramm near your election team?

  Who convinced McCain to carp hype on the great successes of the Iraqi Freedom debacle?

  Why was it necessary to orchestrate a stealth Bush fundraiser? Paparazzi don't miss that kind of opportunity.

  Despite a Big Brother blather bastion representative poisoning every media analysis manque venue, he can't possibly compete for elective parity by using DOA dementia drivel already majorly rejected by a vast bloc of fedup citizenry.

  Luckily, the sideshow freak primary season has front and centered a keener attention to the explosively riveting day by day reported events and retro rhetoric rodeo such that Campaign McCain has positioned itself to inherit the abhorrence eager to be done with the Clintons and find a fresh target.

  So, with the cameras and notebooks poised for pounce, its beautifully set up to reveal the empty moronity repeatedly outlining the flunky junk jingo jive ceaselessly emmanating from the time warped lampoon McCain's mind crew has so far miscreated.

  Bet the GOP now wishes thay had SuperDelegates. But who's left in their tent won't get stomped by bigtop fringe barkered ballyhoo?

  —renzo capetti Read renzo capetti's other letters
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