The Screechy & Chubby Show
Oh-oh kids, you are so busted! The Chief Spaz at the Democratic National Committee has told The Madame and The Saint to play nice for the sake of the party.
Howard Dean has apparently never met Mrs. Clinton. Or himself, for that matter.
It’s a little weird for a man whose signature moment as candidate was a banshee scream to be telling other candidates to settle down on the campaign trail. Kind of like Lindsay Lohan preparing young girls for a debutante ball.
The notion that Hillary Clinton will take it down a notch for the greater good of something other than herself is laughable to an hysteria-inducing degree. I’m convinced that anthropologists will one day uncover Hillary’s basement trophy room filled with the testicles of vanquished foes, the centerpiece being the left one Bill had to give her after the Lewinsky thing. She’s fighting for her political life and that can’t be painted any color other than ugly. She may smile publicly and feign allegiance to something beyond rabid ambition but privately she’s got the hounds of hell on speed dial.
So, good luck with that, Howard.
The DNC needn’t worry so much about Obama. Nothing His Holiness could do at this point could be perceived as negative. Just ask Chris Matthews over at the Man Crush Network.
It would appear that the party that’s spent so many years trying to keep the kids away from Christmas is flush with messianic hopefuls this election year. If St. Obama can’t deliver them from eight years of wandering in the Bush, Blessed Al Gore will descend from the greenhouse gases to save them.
Many on the left hope that Gore will make an endorsement to help move things along because his opinion-gotta say it!-carries a lot of weight. There is, however, a faction of the Democratic party that’s still awaiting space in rehab which hopes that Gore will show up this summer and head a Gore-Obama ticket. Why no one has pointed out the blatant racism of this I don’t understand. Only among American liberals can letting an African-American man do all the work while a white southerner reaps the rewards be considered progressive. Sounds like they wanna party like it’s 1859 to me.
This is the problem with the modern Democratic party: An unhinged socialist and a pathological liar are their voices of reason. Just when you think you can’t find anything more annoying than Harry Reid, Chuck Schumer or Nancy Pelosi they take you behind the circus tent for a peek at the real freak show.
We can only hope that Raul Castro calls and offers some of these people jobs real soon.
This, and more, at America Needs Me Also at Real Clear Politics
