For a long time this firewall business didn’t make any sense. For as long as I remember, a firewall is what firefighters dug in front of an approaching forrest fire. What’s the political significance?
Is Barack Obama considered an approaching fire? Are we fighting fire with fire? Is there some kind of new meaning to firewall that I don’t fully appreciatiate? It turns out that the Clinton Firewall is all of that and more.
The Texas and Ohio primary elections are turning out to be our firewall. If we win there, we can win in Pennsylvania a few weeks later, so digging a trench to fight Obama’s approaching firestorm might be sufficient to douse some water on his flames.
So to speak. Mixing metaphors is a trick I haven’t mastered yet. Anyway, we dig in and fight for Texas and Ohio and show everyone that Obama can’t win the big states that are crucial to a Democratic victory in November, ergo, vote for Hillary because she wins the big states.
Add Florida and Michigan delegates to the stack after a sweep in the bigger states, and Barack starts to look like the Skinny Little Kid Who Could– Almost.
Alright. I get it. You don’t have to tell me twice. I’m a member of the speed reader group now. Firewall. Barrier. Do or die. Last ditch effort to thwart a firestorm. My personal favorite is, ‘Roast his little black butt,” however, Bill says that’s playing the race card in a way it was intended to be played. Whatever.
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