prizefighter

"Not long ago a woman handed me a photograph of her father as a young soldier. He was receiving the Medal of Honor from President Truman at the White House. During World War II, he had risked his life on a daring mission to drive back the enemy and protect his fellow soldiers. In the corner of that photo, in shaky handwriting, this American hero had simply written: "To Hillary Clinton, keep fighting for us." And that is what I'm going to do because America is worth fighting for. You are worth fighting for."

- Hillary Clinton, 4/22/08

I can't let this Maureen Dowd thing go

An Open Letter to Maureen:

Why are you being such a jerk to Sen. Clinton? Did she switch your Coke with a Pepsi or something? And if being a jerk is the only real qualification for your job (and it seems that way), can I have it? Because you're kind of a hack. In the writerly sense. You're also a total hack in the partisan sense, but that only puts you further into the "jerk" category. I wouldn't even bring it up, but I was volunteering for Hillary Clinton the other day and an Obama supporter called me trailer trash. Gotta be honest, it hit a little close to home. I used to live in a modular. But the point is that never in my entire life have I, merely for being a vocal supporter of a particular political figure, been subject to such an amount of just pure nastiness, and by fellow Democrats, at that. You know, they say over and over that Hillary's supporters are the ones planning to defect en masse to John McCain in the general should Sen. Obama become the nominee. I wouldn't put myself into that camp quite yet (I'm waiting for some son of a bitch to offer me a mayonnaise sandwich or a Guns n' Roses tee shirt), but I'd be lying if I said that people like yourself and my judgemental new friend (MODULAR) aren't slowly nudging me in that direction. I don't care who you support. You're not a journalist; you're a living, breathing version of the guy on The Simpsons who shits all over everything he doesn't like ("Worst...Hillary...Ever.") You're not the only professional sophist in the United States who fancies yourself some sort of political tastemaker, and you certainly aren't the only one I can think of who seems to pick your political stances the way most people pick out blue jeans. But there's no need to act as if by merely existing, Hillary Clinton somehow fucks you up personally. And if you do feel that way, which I can certainly understand, there's no need to act as if Hillary Clinton is the one dividing the party when the only thing that springs into your head when your fingertips hit keyboard is rancor.

Next, on MSNBC: HILLARY WINS PA BY 10 POINTS, CLOSES POPULAR VOTE MARGIN TO WITHIN 100K: HERE'S THE TOP TENS REASONS SHE SHOULD DROP OUT OF THE RACE!

Also, Maureen Dowd is a fucking irredeemable human being.




Personal note: You're gold, Pennsylvania. You made me work for it. I appreciate you.

Hey, Pennsylvania!

You're a bunch of provincial, gun slingin, rootin tootin, mexican hatin, corn fed, rural loser tards. Fuck poor people.

Oh, sorry, that's Barack speaking, not me.

Sen. Obama, in an attempt to level with his California donor base, painted rural Pennsylvanians as "bitter", saying that the loss of jobs in the area has led to an increase in anti-immigrant sentiment and a reliance upon traditional values, religion and gun culture.

Religion, how dare they.

Obama can say whatever he wants about rural Pennsylvania. As far as I'm concerned, the race is his to lose at this point. Not in Pennsylvania, but in general. The thing that chaps my ass is that you know if Hillary said something similarly condescending, they'd howl for her to leave the race. Obama, meanwhile, has been offered the chance to clarify his remarks and put them in context. That's right, Barack, dumb it down for me. Because I'm stupid! Thx.

Ickes to Penn: "[Expletive] you!"

Penn to Ickes: "[Expletive] you!"

Ickes to Penn: "[Expletive] you!"

(I'm with Ickes on this one)