I called in one of my aides to help me clasp a necklace. I didn’t want to wrinkle my blouse. She did and then asked if she could read something. Smart woman. Give a little, get a little. Guess where I learned that?
She starts in reading something from a magazine, obviously paraphrasing as she read. It was a piece called Clinton Family Values about decorating the freakin’ White House back in 1993. That’s was what, 127 family valueless scandals ago?
I thought my strategy had been blown wide open. The only guy who has figured this out is Newsweek’s Howard Fineman and he didn’t figure it out. James Carville spilled it over a year ago. I’m being pegged as the “hard-eyed realist in a world of dreamers.” Dream on. What dreamers? Half the candidates this year, Red or Blue, are dreaming. Especially John McCain. It’s over.
Look at the Republicans. The only serious candidate with half a chance and without a divorce in the family is the Mormon.
I figure I can have it both ways. Queen of family values carries weight and support with women, and “hard-eyed realist” works magic with men. They like anything hard.