It will be a long few days for John McCain. He has a minor rebellion on his hands as aides and backroomers take pot-shots at Sarah Palin (“diva”, “whack job”, etc.), polls show that his pick of VP is not well respected, and traditionally red states, include his own, Arizona, are turning purple before his watery, blinky, myopic eyes. There is almost no hope, outside of election chicanery, that he’s going to be able to hold on to most, let alone all of the Bush states. (And we know that nothing untoward and anti-democratic could happen this time, right?) Things have gotten so bad that it is looking like he even has to push hard this weekend in Arizona to win his home state.
The only hope, and this is a sick fucking thing to say, I know, the only hope the Republicans have is if they can keep people from voting. It’s too bad for McCain that Charlie Crist in Florida is pissed that he threw the VP bonie to Bible Spice, and has peevishly extended the voting hours so more people can get out to the advance polls. The nerve of that craven son of a bitch! Imagine, a Republican (of all things), trying to make an election democratic. Sheesh – has Criss learned nothing from TurdBlossom?
State governments elsewhere, unfortunately, don’t appear to be following suit.
I hate to kick a conservative dick when he’s down, so I’ll just, ah fuck, who am I kidding?
Have a nice weekend, John and Sarah. Oh, and Sarah, you might want to take seriously any television offers thrown your way. Ask Geralding Ferraro, John Edwards, Joe Liebermann, and Dan Quayle how the run for president went after losing their kick at the veep seat. I guess it’s back to burning books and booking per diem’s for staying home.
Oh, and Nancy, let’s practice this together, shall we? “President Obama. President Barack Obama. President Barack Hussein Obama.”