Okay, “like” may be too strong a word, but in the hollow socialist panderfest that is the Democrat primary, I can’t help but pull for Hillary. Not that I would ever vote for either of them, that would be like chosing between the pit and the pendulum, but its all a bit like Stalingrad…you absolutley hated them both, but you still routed for the Russians. It’s easy to pull for her really, she’s behind in the polls (perhaps insurmountably), she’s been given a raw deal by her former allies in the Trotskyite press, and of course there’s all those schadenfreudistic impulses like watching Bill Clinton systematically dismember the last vestiges of his political legacy, watching the bloodbath caused by the autocannibalistic Hydra that is the intra-party interest group battle, or watching the Democrats throwing away boatloads of valuable campaign cash on their ludicrous and comically protracted proportional representation primary.
But on the other hand, despite her crocodile tears and her increasingly frayed appearance, Hillary Clinton has managed to hang in there tenaciously, and relatively speaking, seems to be the one imbued with a modicum of gravitas, geostrategic realism, and policy sense. Which isn’t to say that she isn’t an endlessly calculating leftist panderer, she is, but next to Obama she seems like the stronger option, and each day when I turn on my TV and see him fixing to play paddy-cake with Ahmadinejad while she’s shouting “this may go into overtime” from atop a stack of Maker’s Mark barrels, my gut says she’d be a better commander-in-chief. Point is, I find myself in Hillary’s corner, and I hate it here.
It’s not as though I needed any help disliking Obama, he’s like a Frankenstein of all the lefties I can’t stand, I mean he’s Barbara Boxer on domestic issues and Jimmy Carter on foreign affairs for crying out loud. To make matters worse he’s nearly as smooth as Bill Clinton, and he’s got JFK’s fawning, supine fan-base to boot. He’s the most liberal member of the U.S. Senate, has a preacher stricken with ecclesiastical Tourettes, a political steering committee headed by tie-dyed terrorists, a prospective first lady that’s the political equivalent to Nurse Ratched, and a tax policy invented by Robin Hood…oh, and he’s endorsed by Hamas too. Now that the iron man primary is nearly over and the politburo is ready to put the stamp on Obama, the real circus begins. Forget about all that stuff he said about America, guns, God, fear, bitterness, etc., it’s time for the general election…so slap on the flag pin, print up the faith-based bifolds, and roll out mom and the kids. Let me know when we actually see him eating apple pie.
No thanks. At least I know Hillary Clinton, indeed I’ve always enjoyed disliking her, and when compared to the nouveau-internationalistic-egalitarian-trans-utopian-social-metamorphistic-whatever-you-call-it drivel that drives Obama’s latte-drinking drones crazy, I’ll take good old Mrs.Clinton’s Machiavellian scheming any day, and chalk it up to one more reason I dislike Barack Obama.





