I’m up early this morning. Something has been gnawing at me for hours. There’s no doubt about it. I need some fire in my speeches. It needs to be something like what Barack uses after he wins a couple of states, but less like a Baptist preacher. It doesn’t look good coming from a middle-aged white woman.
Last night I watched two campaign victory speeches; the first by Barack and the second by John McCain. I swear, it looked just like a video of a preacher and an undertaker. Barack is totally full of himself in that self-absorbed Baptist preacher, holier-than-thou, salvation-is-yours-if-you-just-trust-me sorta way.
Lots of pretty talk, soaring words, but not a shred of plan or details or how-to anywhere. I can’t believe people are buying that. If he’s the candidate of ‘hope‘ then what does that make John McCain? The ‘anti-hope‘ candidate?
McCain gave the same presentation you’d expect from an undertaker who should have retired years ago but gives the same talk over and over to the bereaved family. Worse than that was the company of corpses he keeps. John Warner stood behind McCain just like a body that had been propped and ready for a vertical burial. It was sad. I really thought Warner died last year. I’m sure I went to his funeral.
Unless I can find a rabbit somewhere near the bottom of my barrel, the November elections will be about a preacher and an undertaker. Maybe that’s why Mike Huckabee stays in the race. He probably figures that John McCain just might need an undertaker and a eulogy between now and his coronation.
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