So, now, I read Maureen Dowd and I will only excerpt here, but I realize I won't vote for Hillary if she does win with her horrible tactics. I just can't do it, and does that mean handing it to McCain? Well, I don't want that either. I just find it unfathomable that the Clintons would sink so low. I also wonder why the Clintons think it is okay to insult the "voignier and volvo set," whoever they might be. What is going on? They pander, pander, pander. I really hope Barack can hold it together for unity and sanity. Some people will not vote for a black. Let them go. I personally think that Bill and Hillary are looking pretty racist right now. Imagine what the Republicans can do with Hillary and Bill's insults to so many if they run against her. I've never had a Volvo and I don't drink Viognier very often, but I certainly don't look down on those who do. I also don't look down on those who drink a Bud. What happened to a united country? We are not all the same. That used to be our claim to fame. What is it now? Torture, and part of that torture is what is done to the citizens of this country with the election campaign.
This is who supports Hillary.
Paul Gipson, president of a steelworkers local in
If she wins, why then, would anyone who might drink a latte, who, I note if I were to judge by my local Starbucks includes the entire CHP for my area, is going to vote for her. And who is wearing Gucci., and why is that a sin? Hillary is not shabbily dressed. She may not be able to vote for herself. Speaking of people who've damaged our lifestyle, the amount of money the Clinton's have made these last seven years seems a wee bit suspicious to me.
Excerpts from Maureen Dowd today:
Then came the Big Dog, (Bill Clinton) crazy like a fox, for the coup de graceless. Campaigning in Clarksburg, W. Va., he said that his scrappy wife can win working-class voters, as compared with Obama’s Viognier-and-Volvo set.
“The great divide in this country is not by race or even income, it’s by those who think they are better than everyone else and think they should play by a different set of rules,” the former president said. “In West Virginia and Arkansas, we know that when we see it.”
Oh, well, at least Bill didn’t use the word uppity. And don’t you love this paean to rules coming from a man so tethered and humbled by rules that he invented an entirely new sexual etiquette to suit his needs in the Oval Office?
Why does Obama, the one with the bumpy background and mixed racial heritage, the one raised by a single mother who was on food stamps, seem so forced when he mingles with the common folk?
Karl Rove and other Republicans say he comes across as the snooty product of a Hawaiian prep school, Cambridge, Columbia and Hyde Park, and that is what led to the damaging anthropological “bitter” disquisition. Yet George H. W. Bush’s attempts to paint over his patrician style with a cowboy veneer was a silly sort of masquerade, obviously engineered by Lee Atwater, who brought the props of pork rinds and country music.
Voters also don’t seem to mind Hillary, with her $109 million bank account, selling herself as the champion of the little people. The blue-collar queen shared her thoughts about the “outrageous” Rev. Wright with the blue-collar king, Bill O’Reilly, last week. In reality, as first lady, Hillary was renowned for her upstairs-downstairs tussles in the White House, and her high-handed treatment of the little people in the travel office, on the switchboard and on the residence staff. The reports were legend about the Clintons’ problems with the Secret Service, and I once saw Bill dress down an agent in a humiliating way over a couple of autograph seekers who got past a rope line in Orange County, Calif.
Obama, on the other hand, may seem esoteric, and sometimes looks haughty or put-upon when he should merely offer that ensorcelling smile. But he is very well liked by his Secret Service agents, and shoots hoops with them. And I watched him take the time one night after a long day of campaigning to stand and take individual pictures with a squadron of Dallas motorcycle police officers on the tarmac.
It must be hard for Obama, having applied all his energy over the years to rising above the rough spots in his background, making whites comfortable with him, striving to become the sophisticated, silky political star who looks supremely comfortable in a tux. Now he must go into reverse and stoop to conquer with cornball photo ops.
“I do think that one of the ironies of the last two or three weeks was this idea that somehow Michelle and I are elitist, pointy-headed intellectual types,” he said, adding sincerely, “I filled up my own gas tanks.”
I find it very sad to contemplate. There may have been some idealism in the two Clinton's at one time, but all that is left is ego, distortions, and lies.