The silly season has now officially begun.
Hillary has tossed her chapeau into the crocodile-infested waters of the 2008 campaign.
Isn't it wonderful? Of all the good things about the 1990's -- the peace, the prosperity, the fulfillment of the potential of the internet -- why is it that the part of the 1990's we get to relive now is the War against the Clintons?
Oh, sure, Joe Klein is going to thrilled, as are those wonderful people at Faux News, the assorted Blonde Bombshells of the right, Richard Mellon Scaife, the Freepers, and all the usual suspects whose nonstop cacophony made people believe that their rising incomes and the fact that the 1993 World Trade Center bombers had been apprehended, tried, and sentenced were BAD things -- all because the Clintons lost money on a land deal in the 1970's and Bill Clinton got a blowjob from an intern.
Well, we get to live those wonderful days all over again now.
Of course my beef with Hillary has nothing to do with the 1990's; it is because of a certain vote she placed as a Senator in 2002 -- the vote to give the Crawford Caligula authorization to go to war in Iraq -- a vote which she has still not admitted was a mistake. She can talk all she wants to about capping troop levels and not giving this president a blank check. It's all moot. She voted for this war, she has NOT repented of that vote, she owns it as far as I'm concerned, as does John Kerry and every other Democrat who cravenly voted for this war in 2002 when even I knew there was no reason to do it.
This week, New Mexico governor Bill Richardson, a governor with no 2006 coattails and friend of New Jersey 5th District Loser Dweeb-Boy Candidate Paul Aronsohn, throws his hat in; and Christian Talban Senator Sam Brownback of Kansas enters the race.
And I have a headache already.
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