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Showing posts with label brokered convention. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brokered convention. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

'Eey, aowye doughin'!

****update****

Okay, for real, I'm not that tired of futures. I take it back. There are fears of failure here that the delegate math has done nothing to alleviate. Plus, I tend to take my Dad's advice on these matters, and he's calling a brokered convention. He had Allen beating Webb in 2006, though, so...

Still...fears! What happens when the core left decides phased withdrawal is too goddamned slow and boycotts the election? I mean, what happens when I and my class hop off the wagon? [I like to pretend there's a whole crop of us out there...] I don't like war on ghosts -- and an Obama presidency guarantees continued predator strikes on blind targets in Central Asia? Alternately, what happens when suburban whites abandon the era-of-good-feeling and vote their prejudices? Or, what happens when Republicans stop registering as Democrats in order to vote against Hillary Clinton? Sure we have Obama-McCain polls and Clinton-McCain polls, but no one is really, literally out of the race yet. Where is the long arm of the Bradley Effect? Fears!


Or: Hey, how we doing! Thass Chaka and Bob! Thass Philadelphia, bee! How exciting. But typically, the paper covered the scrum surrounding the speech, said "Obama spoke for more than half an hour," and left. Like he was talking about his new living-room set or some shit...

Also, here's Kaus. It is, as the man says, a Category II Kinsley Gaffe, i.e., a true statement.

The only trouble is no one likes being psychoanalyzed, viz.:

I think that when people ascend socioeconomically, they tend to spend less time with their families, and so issues of family become very important to them, and pretty soon everything Ivy-educated people do starts to become a search for a missing family life. People like Senator Obama are clinging to their own ambition in order to compensate for the loss of his father, for instance. It's the same impulse behind all of Paul Simon's work, Juno, so forth. Wes Anderson is the first satirist of what i call "yuppie remorse." [snip]


Now, that's not a quote from anyone, but it should have been. I think BHO's survival has less to do with his ability to thread the rhetorical needle than with the impotence of his opponents. The point of bittergate is that it's not over. It's the first sentence in the doomed-by-his-class narrative. I walked by Geno's the other night, which was blasting right-wing talk radio, and the guy used the word "elitist" seven times in a minute. This is the tip of the oiceberg.

And the point of the video, sadly, is visual: Barack and Chaka and their thug bodyguard, Bob. Not at all reassuring to Overland Park KS or Montgomery County PA or Fairfax VA. O for a radio age...


hasta
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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Gore-Obama Reprise

Kevin,


First of all, I think we should run this as a work of correspondence. Partly to structure the rambling; partly also to let my 20th century mind handle the medium. That said:

Joe Klein wrote this on 27 March 2008.

On Tuesday, 10 July 2007, I wrote to you:

all hell breaks loose at the convention when HRC can't win on the third ballot. Al Gore moves through the crowd, suddenly less Taftian. signs pop up. banners unfurl. dissatisfied electors realize they are about to install a female candidate. chairmen cut new deals with the Gore insurgents. Gore calls Obama: "Hello Senator, good to get a holt of you." Obama knows the score: "My pleasure, Mister President." Gore is appreciative but cool: "I have an idea, I wonder if you'll hear me out." BHO releases his chairmen to Gore, who wins the nomination by a nose, taking the South on principle -- nobody trusts the Hairdo anyway, they jump ship -- taking in others by nostalgia, or a sense of order. Gore Obama. stickers that just say GO GO GO. Al defeats his despised HRC, giving a final fuck you to the Clinton empire that so brutally fisted him in 1998 -- i'm thinking of the Lewinsky, the bombing of Iraq, and swallowing a Republican increase in ballistic missile spending that became the cornerstone of the Bush defense plan. Gore gets to play the tough, since BHO is so sweet and gentle, and tough Gore is fascinating. Skilled fundraiser, brutal in the debates, cold, smirking, lunging in for the kill, making fun of Romney's hair (or McCain's Iraq, or Thompson's colostomy bag, or Rudy's ignorance), refusing to repeat the smug performance of 2000, the wonkery, he goes all out full-bore arrogant, knowing his power. He's the only Democrat to pull 50-plus percent in this generation. The one man who could bend other men to his will, the kind of man who would kill his own family, the kind of man who could kill Edie Finneran -- that's right Verbal...

Let it be known: I was on that shit.

Problems with what I wrote back then? For starters, I was sure Clinton would be the presumptive and Obama the insurgent nominee. I thought for sure Romney would win the nomination. And chairmen; who was I thinking of? I also thought that Al Gore was Keyser Soze...

But the full-bore arrogance is in effect: Gore called Cheney a flat-earther and a conspiracy theorist in his 60 Minutes interview...steps in the right direction...