Let me start out by saying I am an Edwards person to the very end. He gave everything to this election and I will be with him till the last dog dies, so I have no agenda for either Obama or Clinton. But friends, I am soooo worried about what I have been reading from some progressives. We are living the first scenes of a horror movie, and I’m watching it and saying "don’t do that, don’t do that." Cause I know exactly what is going to happen. Let’s call our horror movie the wild party. You are a real Obama fan and are furious at the Clintons. You are invited to a wild party that is celebrating the horror of the Clintons. You’re suspicious of the invitation, but this is a topic you want to celebrate. You go and things are off the hook. There’s William Kristol doing the electric slide, and you got Richard Cohen over there doing the frug. Wanna know how the party turns out. Well just below the fold.
Margaret Carlson and Joe Klein are at the punch bowl and they wave to you. George Will is there by the dip and he gives you a wink and a smile. It is a party of Villagers and they are in a frenzy because they got the Clintons on racism – oh yeah baby. This is it, the end of the Clintons. You see some familiar faces skulking in the corner – maybe it’s Kevin Drum, hey is that Josh Marshall. Wow, the party can’t be that bad. The music is getting louder, the dancing wilder. They are playing songs like,
"Bill Clinton was the first Black president, now he’s the number one racist president."
"The Clintons are scum and they’ll play the face card every time even though Bill Clinton was once more popular among Blacks than any politician in America."
And there is laughter and back slapping all around, because you may have disagreed on some things, but this is one thing you can agree on. Man progressives and that Washington Post editorial page are partying down big time so we can all get those god damn Clintons once and for all. You lose control of yourself and start screaming "Fuck the Clintons, Fuck the Clintons" and David Brooks comes over and give you a hug, crying, saying it wasn’t Reagan who was the racist but Clinton, and now you understand, now you really understand.
The frenzy reaches its apex at midnight. The Clintons are gone. Bells wrong, horror has been stricken from the earth. You yell "Obama forever", but nobody yells with you.
The room turns darker, the punch bowl is gone. The crowd starts walking around angry. "Who is that you’re talking about?" they ask. "Barak Hussein Obama?" They never say Barak Obama anymore, it’s always "Barak Hussein Obama." Sometimes they’ll drop the last name – by mistake you know – and call him Barak Hussein.
They start pulling women on the floor. There are women we found, yeah women maybe Barak Hussein dated when he was in college. Some of them are white women. Nothing wrong with that, no sir, we’re living in transcendental times. But Barak Hussein sure did seem to have a lot of good times with some white women. Not being racist here – just talking about, you know, how dating patterns seem to have changed. And there’s this rumor you know, that Barak Hussein, he’s maybe got a kid with one of these women.
Then Tony Rezko is dragged to the center of the floor. Tony Rezko who suddenly becomes the second coming of Jack Abramoff and Charles Keating and every other scoundrel combined. Tony Rezko is the major reason behind the subprime mortgage debacle you know. He was trying to take over the world by stealing your pension fund. And his best friend was Barak Hussein Obama. They had a long term relationship. Rumor has it they had some wild parties – wild parties with white women – oh yeah.
And John McCain with suggest that Barak Hussein Obama can’t really be president because he’s such a boy – and you’ll scream racism – and the Village will go, no, no, no John McCain doesn’t have a racist bone in his body – oh no. He actually knew a black man when he was a POW and gave him some water. John McCain is no Bill Clinton. You say John McCain our hero, our saint is playing the race card, and you my friend are playing the victim. Nobody likes a victim my friend. You better stop seeing racists in every corner, cause they aren’t there. We don’t want a professional victim as president, no sir.
But they will ask this question. They will ask what exactly is going on with that church Barak Hussein Obama belongs to. Doesn’t Louis Farrakhan belong to that church? Doesn’t Louis Farrakhan actually secretly run that church? The Village starts showing you a photograph of Barak Hussein Obama standing next to a man in a bow tie. And how did he come to this church in the first place. I mean the Villagers understand he wasn’t raised in a Madrasa, even though it may have been like a Madrasa, because they did some things a Madrasa did, and it’s in the same country where there are Madrasas, and they have some customs Madrasas have, like educating children name Barak Hussein Obama, and they don’t mean any harm because Barak Hussein Obama wasn’t raised in a Madrasa, even though it may have had some similarities to a Madrasa.
You scream no, no they can’t do this, but the party goes no longer look like the humans they seemed when you entered the party. They are mutants now, all talking in unison, the same whispers over and over again until they overwhelm you and you drop to the floor covering your ears screaming. And they move closer and closer in chanting, "We got rid of the Clintons – and now you."