.... with my Hillary jibes yesterday. (And I know I must have, because I caught an earful about it this morning.)

I
wasn't trying to be sexist, but apparently I succeeded in grand style.
For that, I apologize. They say that if you have to explain a joke it
can't be very funny to begin with, but I'm going to try and explain it
here.

First: I have tremendous respect for Senator Clinton as a
person and as a legislator. I think she'd make a fine president (better
than her husband, for sure). But I hated the way she ran her campaign.
I hated the 'do anything to win' strategy. I hated how 'Republican' she
acted, even if her policy ideas came straight out of the
FDR-Kennedy-Johnson strain of the Democratic party. And the last thing
this country needs is another Republican in the White House, in thought
or in deed.

More than that: I hate 'politics as usual.' I hate
the way Washington is run. The Clintons, smart creatures that they are,
figured out how Washington is run and mastered that game. But the game
sucks. I want someone who wants to flip the game board over and scatter
the pieces. I don't know if Obama can do that. I don't know if any one
can. But I want someone in the White House who is at least willing to
try. That's why I support him. He's also the first candidate I've ever
encountered as an adult who I'd consider the least bit inspiring.
Hillary is admirable, but I'm not inspired.

Anyway, my post was
intended to be a silly take on how the Clintons expected to march into
the White House next January the way the Bush-Cheney administration
marched into Baghdad, and how when everything didn't fall exactly into
place they had no plan 'to win the peace,' as John Kerry used to say.
(Talk about uninspiring candidates.) That was really the nucleus of the
idea; the Pottery Barn thing was just a silly way to approach it. And
apparently offensive. Sorry about that. Also: sorry about the 'bitch'
joke. I knew when I wrote it I should have changed it.

This is
the problem with trying to write in a funny and/or satirical way.
Without an audience to play to, there's no way to know when you're just
being an ass.

Future warning: if I feel inspired again to wax
snarky on politics, I'm likely to make jokes about Obama appointing
JayZ his Secretary of State or say something about how damned old John
McCain is. So I'll just apologize now and get it over with.

Peace.

dt