They would rather eat their children! A case also can be made for the fact that Democrats would rather eat their children than WIN an election! The way the Democratic primaries are panning out it looks like it will be Obama significantly ahead but without the necessary delegates to secure the nomination. This brings the fabled – da ta dah – “Super Delegates” into play at the convention and some interesting smoke filled room horse trading and voila – Hillary is the candidate. This will effectively disillusion millions of young and black Democratic voters and mobilize millions of the rabid great unwashed redneck idiot Republican jihadis who have been brainwashed into believing that Hilliary is the devil incarnate bent on the deee-strucshun of da faamly, sell’n our chirrin inta gay prostatushun, takin way arr GUNs, givn dem shiftless deegenrates free heelthcare and worst of awl suurenderin to da aye-rabs. I fear it would boil down to a Mcain win and a virtual continuation of the Asshole W administration. Scary stuff indeed.

Don’t get me wrong – in my heart of hearts I would rather that Hilliary be our next president. I think she would make a fantastic president and would have the best adviser in the world working with her. And besides I have this chip for a BJ in the Whitehouse that I think I’ll be able to redeem if the Clintons get back in! Sweeeeet! But barring a Hilliary/Obama ticket I fear that the 16 years of conservative talk radio limbaughdimizing will bring on a tidal wave of ill informed redneck Repugnantcans to the ballot box facilitating another win for the forces of evil. So I cynically cross my fingers behind my back and hope that what I have foreseen does not come true and that the right thing is done at the convention. And besides Mcain said that Obama has the most liberal voting record of any senator currently in office! Sweeeeet.
I am presently preparing for translation to a warmer clime – I’ll be departing for the keys tomorrow afternoon. I’ll try to post a blog with some really big fish and some really drunk people from the keys but leave y’all with the promise of paradisaical pictures of blue water, white sand, palm trees, big fish and smiling faces when I return.
As Caspar Guttman would say – “I bid you adieu!”