I am a progressive. I Am A Progressive. I AM A PROGRESSIVE! This is my mantra, which I wrap around me like a cloak to protect against the onslaught of the Celebrity Candidates and their round the clock media love fests.
Absent of style and substance, but chock full o' hubris, catch-phrases and "bank", Hill-billy and Obama are busy barnstorming the nation, selling their presto-change-o snakeoil to the unsuspecting masses who are so eager for a switch from the Bush administration that they would vote in Alf if only he would declare himslef a Dem.
They leave me cold, these rock-stars of the political stage. Hillary with her crocodile tears and Barack with his faux-Kennedyesque mystique. I am left to wonder "Where is The Beef?". Sadly, in this contest, there is no beef - just 2 slices of moldy bread without even a slice of cheese in the midddle to make the offering more appetizing.
Where are the visionaries? Where are the idealists? Where are the leaders upon whom we can rely to make this country and this world a better place? Alas, this contest no longer is about who best to put progressive ideals into action, but about who has the staying power and star-wattage to get on Leno, Conan and Letterman all in the same night.
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