The secret is out. I have secrets. What are my secrets? If I bothered to tell everyone what my secrets are, then they wouldn’t be secrets any longer, right? Still, this is politics, and everyone has secrets. Some political secrets are obvious. Fred Thompson has a trophy wife. So does Dennis Kucinich, who also wears … Read More »
It’s all over but the counting
It’s much too early to say this, because we have to go through the formality of those pesky primaries and a few more victory speeches, but here it is– it’s all over but the counting. Hope being what it is, neither Obama or Edwards know this because they still believe in the fairy fat lady. … Read More »
I (will) walk the line (too)
The politics of desperation means that a candidate who is behind in the polls will say anything to stir up a crowd. Yesterday Barack Obama stirred up a hornet’s nest during a campaign stop in South Carolina and openly declared he would walk a picket line as President. It’s one thing to sympathize with striking … Read More »
Who was that masked man?
It’s late Saturday night in Iowa and I just finished a bubble bath using some kind of special creamy foamy concoction that Martha Stewart gave me. It’s supposed to reduce cellulite and soften skin and reduce wrinkles. John Edwards uses it. Bill turns on the television and there were were on screen, all gussied up … Read More »
Stalking the corn in Iowa
I really hate Iowa. The roads are long and straight and boring. The scenery is as gray and ashen and boring as the people. In town after town, meeting after meeting, all these people do is ask me the same questions. Are they trying to trip me up by asking the same questions over and … Read More »
When it rains, it pours
Alright, I admit that I wrote some pretty nasty things to Bill during the Monica Lewinsky affair. Who could blame me? Well, what I wrote to Bill turned up in the presidential documents in the National Archives. Let that be a lesson. Read my lips. No. Paper. Trail. Bill managed to get the Archives to … Read More »