…and the opposite for Hillary Clinton.
Obama’s speech was inspiring and, on the subject of Hillary, remarkably gracious —far more gracious than I can bring myself to be.
“We’ve certainly had our differences over the last sixteen months. But as someone who’s shared a stage with her many times, I can tell you that what gets Hillary Clinton up in the morning — even in the face of tough odds — is exactly what sent her and Bill Clinton to sign up for their first campaign in Texas all those years ago; … an unyielding desire to improve the lives of ordinary Americans, no matter how difficult the fight may be.”
Hillary’s speech astonished for its lack of humility and its refusal to acknowledge the fact that she has lost.
She asked voters to go to her webset and give her their opinion.
If you do, you find a huge prompt that says, “I’m with you Hillary, and I’m proud of everything we are fighting for.”
Apparently not all opinions are created equal.
(And if you vouchsafe an opinion, as I did—”mad lust for power,” etc.—after you hit “submit,” you are instantly hit up for money.)
There is simply no Democrat who can convincingly say that this speech was the best speech that she could give to support the party. Rather, it was the best speech that she could give to further her own lust for power.
I’m not usually a Maureen Dowd fan, but she nails it this morning.
Even as Obama got ready to come out on stage for his victory party, the Clinton campaign announced that it had won a Wyoming superdelegate and Terry McAuliffe introduced her at Baruch as “the next president of the United States.” She gave a brief nod to Obama without conceding that he was the nominee before rushing through a variation on her stump speech. She clung to her fuzzy math about winning the popular vote, and in one last fudge she said: “Thanks so much to South Dakota. You had the last word” — even though the Montana polls still had 25 minutes to go.
Dowd repeats a theory that crossed my mind last night when it was reported that she’d signaled a willingness to run as his vice-president (though her speech suggested no such compromise): That Hillary secretly thinks that, if Obama won the presidency, well, she’s just one bullet away from the Oval Office….
she figures that at least if she moves a few blocks from Embassy Row to the Naval Observatory, she’ll be a heartbeat away from the job she’s always wanted.
And if it happened, would she cry crocodile tears?
Imagine yourself running for president. Would you want Hillary as your #2, convinced that she’s really #1, constantly stabbing you in the back? Would you want Bill hanging around the White House, acting like he’s still president, chasing skirt on the private jet apparently known as “Air Fuck One”? Would you want Chelsea, still dispensing that utterly fake grin, still refusing to talk to the press, acting like she will be president one day?
The Clintons have become America’s most toxic family. (Yes, more than the Lohans.)
Now, thanks to Hillary’s machinations, the presidential candidate of her own party is in an extremely delicate position: Put her on the ticket, which would be a nightmare for him, or deny her the veep slot, cut off her power supply, like keeping a vampire from feeding, and ready the country for a clean, progressive, non-toxic White House, but risk losing the support of the Ellen Jamesians who have made Hillary their heroine?