These words haven't passed my lips since I was nine years old and stuck in the back of a car on a tour of Civil War battlefields: "Is Pennsylvania over yet?!"
We're about 28 hours away from the finish of the endless Hillary/Barack slog through the Keystone State. Mud has been slung, working class roots have been preened and flaunted, gallons of sludgy diner coffee have been consumed, highways and backroads have been both crissed and crossed. And all that most of the electorate can say is "Isn't it time for you two to go bug Indiana?."
Note to Howard Dean: next time around, require the candidates to take a mandatory two week spa vacation when there is this much time between primaries. Wrap them in mud and seaweed so that all of the toxins can be sucked from their bodies. Then they won't be tempted to flail at each other as H and B have done over this last stretch.
Have there been any major new policy pronouncements? If there have, I've missed them between Obama being called an elitist (by a Wellesley grad, no less) and Hillary labeled a flip-flopper.
But they have discovered that in between Philadelphia to the east and Pittsburg to the west lies a great big state that acts a lot like Alabama. Don't go messin' with anybody's guns, Bibles, or bowlin' balls. You better drink draft beer and wear a flag in your lapel if you want to cut a stump with these folks.
Tomorrow, at long last, we'll see who can run with the big dogs. Most likely the margin of victory will be too narrow to make much of a difference and Pennslyvania will have endured all of this for naught.
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