Friday Weirdness

J: Well, here we are. The day before the Dems get their SC thing going, and it's a bad-news-dumping Friday. There are the usual odd and/or rage-inducing stories, so I'll get past the wordy preamble and get to business. That, after all, is why you're here.

First off, we'll start with the Democrats. Now, a casual reader may notice that C and I both tend to lean a touch to the left. This is true. But we've been whacking the GOP because they've been making it easy on us. Caricatures are fun to poke at. The big-3 Democrats had been playing too nice with each other. Well, all that has changed, finally. Hillary came out this afternoon and said that she believes the delegates from Florida and Michigan should be seated at the convention.

Got it here.

Interesting idea. If it works, she runs the risk of pissing off all Barack's supporters, but she can afford to do that because a very substantial percentage of them would not vote for a Republican in the general election. And, as many fine minds have pointed out before me, you can get away with just about anything at a convention and not raise the general public's ire.

Next off, because this is Drunken Politics:

Virginia wants some decent Sangria. I hope this measure passes. I also hope those of you who haven't had good Sangria make the effort to find some. Delicious beverage.

But back to the politics and away from the booze, Bill Clinton is currently doing a hell of a job as his wife's attack dog. I just wish he'd stop. He's a Former President. He's also a spouse, which is why he'll never stop.

For the GOP weirdness,Ron Paul may have learned a lesson about not being beholden to corporations- you don't get to win.

On the other hand- political corruption? In Louisiana?

Call me shocked.

Finally, The New York Times has given their endorsement to John McCain. The rest of the Republican field thanks them. I predict you will hear every other GOP candidate use this endorsement to attack Johnny Mac.

C: Dammit. You've forced my hand, I suffered through the Florida debate last night and I was trying to use today as the cracker to cleanse my palate before South Carolina Saturday.

Debate highlights: Mitt "I'll invade Cuba and make the whole goshdarn island Gitmo" Romney had mucho air time. He has money and it will trickle to you. Rudy rolled over, only 911ing two or three times. My guess is he's seen his internal tracking polls and is trying to gracefully bale into a VP. McCain? MmmK, he was on stage. Hucklebee can smell his own marginalization, he sees his old fat self in the mirror. The God Constitution with guns and Chuck Norris shtick funny ha-ha-ha talk show guest President wannabe has worn thin. Dr. Ron "the Racist" Paul had a kind of James Stockdale aura floating around his head. Beating Rudy "TERROR EVERYWHERE" G. and raising interweb dollars from the Klingon-speaking crowd may be confounding him. And Mexicans have WMD. Or something.

Note to EVERYONE: Never never ever mess with William Jefferson Clinton. He's still the savviest, smartest guy in the room.

After South Carolina, retail politics is dead. A ghost, a shadow, a wisp of smoke. It's all about the money. I don't for a second buy this brokered convention, both Democrat and Republican, yackity-yack.

And because whacking the Hilary and Barack and the Son-of-a-Millworker pinatas are so easy, I've been storing up the bile where it belongs. My liver. I'll purge soon.

J: "Note to EVERYONE: Never never ever mess with William Jefferson Clinton. He's still the savviest, smartest guy in the room." Bears repeating. I don't really think Bill likes governing as much as he loves the Campaign Trail. He's the most charismatic, affable guy who will cut your legs out from under you and smile while he's doing it. And then lick the blood off his teeth.

C: I 'm trying to figure out how recently-crowned French President Nicolas Sarkozy's trip to India about nuclear power fits in here, but his girlfriend, Carla Bruni, is smoking hot. Oh, proliferation of nukes in India and Pakistan ups the stability of the region question. Bah. Let's go back to a potential flag burning Amendment or some such shit.

And I think our newest acquistion, the RP blimp (obviously we need to rename it), should do a flyover of Dubai. Check out Dick Cheney's new pad. We need to drop by for cocktails.