Letters to the Editor
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Fog, amphetamine, pearls
The media will have its field day: Hillary aches just like a woman; Edwards is from Mars; Obama floats like a butterfly, stings, etc. So it's a horse race or a snow-struck college game. Is it the second coming? Can we get a witness? Who's your daddy? Who's your momma?
Let the press turn nuclear microscopes on the candidates, and monitor their blood pressures hourly. I don't care. At the end of the day, I want health insurance. I want to unravel the massive blotch on our nation that is Bush. And I want the issue of global warming to be placed front and center on our agendas and our consciousness.
Tonight we have such wealth - an outpouring of progressive support for several great Democratic candidates, any of whom would do this country proud. A woman, a mixed-race man with decidedly non-Anglo name, a standard-issue Wasp who might be more progressive than those that push the envelope. What a strong field, what a great race. We have the turnout, we have the floor. Let's dance.