9.18.2004

Echoes of Humpty Dumpty

Vast is the empire crafting Kerry's creed. Immense is the army of Michelangelos trying to sculpture the melted marshmallow of Kerry's core. And the seasons do turn and the polls do shift and the rending of garments gives way to the sunshine of hope and back again.

And tumultuous is the cry of the strategists, and loud are the furies of the campaign, but in the center there is a silence. For in the beginning all was vacuum and a void, and while all the king's horses and all the king's men do build this grand and mighty structure, the sound of their hammers echoes limitlessly in the hollow within.

See David Brook's NYT column. He paints a bleak picture of Kerry's organizational dynamic. It's the season we are in. The new story will come soon enough. Can you hear the drumbeats yet?

I simply cannot imagine the Clintons - Hillary and Bill - as being anything other than ecstatic behind their staid exteriors of the present moment of Dem implosion. How can Sen Rodham-Clinton be anything but deliriously happy? If and when Kerry and the DNC lose another White House cycle to the RNC and Bush, Hillary has the high road all to herself, and through no visible misdeeds of her own. She has three years of unimpeded, glorious primping and posturing in the gaze of an adoring MSM and its audience of embittered partisans.

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