The Maverick Tribe

In our last episode, the Democratic primary season had wreaked havoc, self-righteousness, and indignation upon the land:  Geraldine Ferraro hurling insults!  Bill Clinton exploding at the press!!  Leaflets critical of Hillary's health care plan raining down on Cleveland!!!  But when it was over, the good citizens of America thought they were safe.  Little did they know their peace-loving nation would once again be plunged into...

The Umbrage Wars!

General Election Edition!

Starring...

Barack "Ironman" Obama!

John "The Hulk" McCain!

With......

Wesley "Hancock" Clark!

And...

Bill "The Dark Knight" Clinton!

Soon after Obama clinches the nomination, the skirmishes begin...

McCain not like this slick, fast-talking newcomer Ironman Obama.  Ironman Obama misrepresent McCain plan for Iraq!  Ironman Obama promise to accept public financing and then change mind!  Upset McCain delicate sense of pride and honor!  How dare he!  Plus Obama too much of a pussy to do town hall meetings with McCain.

How dare you call me a pussy, McCain!  Look, I honor your military service, getting tortured and all that geezer hero stuff.  I was like six at the time - what do you want from me, a medal?  Anyway, tell your Republican pals to lay off my wife!  That's out of bounds!  She's my one and only woman...this week.  By the way, Scarlett Johannson?  Listen, sweetheart, it's over.  We had a few laughs, but you're as yesterday as Obama Girl!  Try Johnny Edwards - I hear he's lonely these days.  And don't let the door hit you on the way out!

But Ironman Obama!  I made a music video for you and everything!...(Sob!)

Lay off Obama wife?  How dare you!  Democrat allies hassle McCain rich wife to release tax returns!  And Ironman Obama know nothing about military!  McCain lead squadron!  McCain get shot down in Navy fighter jet!

Aw shove it, McCain!  And stop that pimpin' out your big military service.  Wooooo wooooo!  Last I checked, gettin' shot down over some jungle in 'Nam wasn't a qualification to be President.  Some of the rest of us can stop a speeding train without trippin' and gettin' all green and shit!

Hancock Clark!  How dare you!  McCain...getting...angry...McCain...very...angry....McCain SMASH Hancock Clark!  McCain demand Obama cut Clark loose!

Whoa, whoa, settle down, big guy!  He can't "cut me loose", McCain.  I'm freelance, baby!  By the way, I thought Ang Lee's McCain was way more fly, yo!

Ang Lee McCain independent and tragic and appealing to effete intellectuals!  New McCain HATE old McCain!  New pandering McCain DESTROY old maverick McCain!

Now, now, McCain, settle down.  I feel your pain.  Hey, look what Ironman Obama did to me during the primary.  He implied I was a mediocre president!  How dare he!  And I've been brooding about it ever since Hillary lost.  If he wants me to help him win the general, he can kiss my ass first!  Alfred, release a perfunctory one-sentence statement of support to the press.  That'll show him!

Next episode:  Ironman Obama enlists the help of his old nemesis, Hillary "Catwoman" Clinton!

During the primary I said Ironman Obama was less prepared to be commander-in-chief than McCain.  Now I'm behind Obama 100 purrr-cent!  Does he dare trust me?  MEOW!

"Obama is like that new big dark spot on your arm that finally sends you to the doctor for some real medicine."

- former Klansman David Duke, commenting on the presumptive Democratic nominee

Al Gore's endorsement of Obama today opened to mixed reviews, with many mocking it for its anti-climactic and uncourageous timing.  Myself, I don't begrudge Al Gore playing it safe this time around.  He is now a senior statesman, regarded by many as the rightful heir to Bill Clinton's legacy, stripped of his crown by the Bush thugocracy.  His endorsement of Howard Dean in 2004 turned out to be the beginning of the end for Dean.  Given this bitter history, he had reason to remain neutral during this year's Democratic primary.

I saw some of the speech this morning and I'm expecting the highlight of it to be the sequence introduced with the appeal:  "Take it from me, elections matter".  What followed were generous helpings of the usual legit anti-Bush grievances:  Iraq, Katrina, economic woes, environmental degradation... and then this:

If you care about food safety, if you like a “T” on your B.L.T., you know that elections matter.

If you bought poisoned, lead-filled toys from China or adulterated medicine made in China, if you bought tainted pet food made in China, you know that elections matter. After the last eight years, even our dogs and cats have learned that elections matter.

Al Gore, are you kidding me with this shit?  So bad tomatoes are Bush's fault?  As if there isn't enough Bush bashing material out there, you have to make a stretch to contaminated vegetables and Puppy Chow?!

I can practically hear the gleeful derision coming out of the conservative blogosphere as I type this.  Al Gore, still bitter about 2000, is now throwing rotten tomatoes at the president, they'll say.  This, of course, will overshadow all the important stuff, and any possible bump to Obama.  Nice job.

Salivatory speculation about vice presidential picks bores me.  At the same time, no one is more poetic when it comes to the Clintons than George Will:

Clinton, having risen politically in her husband's orbit, is a moon shining with reflected light. Were Obama to hitch himself to her, he would reduce himself to a reflection of a reflection.

Then there's this elegiac from South Carolina:

The week before South Carolina voted was the week when, at last, even some Democrats noticed. Noticed, that is, the distinctive cloud of coarseness that hovers over the Clintons, seeping acid rain.

That cloud has been a constant accouterment of their careers, and has been influencing the nation's political weather for 16 years. But by the time Bill Clinton brought the Democratic Party in from the wilderness in 1992... Democrats were so grateful to him, and so determined not to resume wandering in the wilderness, that they averted their gazes to avoid seeing, and hummed show tunes to avoid hearing, the Clintons' routine mendacities.

Do these two evoke "change we can believe in"?

I say "we" because I'd like to think I played some tiny role in the nomination of the Senator Barack Obama as the Democratic candidate for the American presidency.  I made my share of phone calls to voters in California and Nevada, promoting the Senator and getting out the vote.  But I was joined by an unprecidented movement many millions strong, 1.5 million financial supporters, and an array of grassroots activists rising up to the seemingly insurmountable institutional Clinton advantage and carrying the day.

Can anybody get me the Cowboy Hat Guy's number?

Enjoy:

As the Clinton campaign complains about the media's sexism and compliments Fox News for the fairest political coverage this year, it's important to remember all this:

(But I still think Obama has to engage Fox directly instead of shutting them out.)

Fox News never disappoints:

Looks like I have something in common with Mrs. Clinton:  today we both brought up the specter of an Obama assassination - in my case it was intentional, in her case as a result of the following comments in response to a question about why she remains in the race against very long odds:

My husband did not wrap up the nomination in 1992 until he won the California primary somewhere in the middle of June.  We all remember how Bobby Kennedy was assassinated in June in California.

So is Mrs. Clinton hanging around in hopes that Obama gets shot?  Not even I think she's that evil, but it's a very, very unfortunate comment indeed - right up there with Mike Huckabee joking about Obama having to dodge a bullet at an NRA event.

It's startling how few outside the African American community appreciate the real danger of an Obama assassination, isn't it?