A friend forwarded me the latest fundraising appeal from Hillary Clinton. The forwarding email had my friend's one-line summary of the situation: "Why I'm in... BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT! love, hillary."
Hillary's fundraising appeal -- and let's be clear, it's all about the Benjamins -- reminds us of why she's really running: "I'm in this race for everyone who needs a champion... I'm in this race for the more than 16 million people like you who have supported me -- for the people who have put their hearts into winning this race. You never gave up on me, and I'll never give up on you."
Well, actually, they have given up on her. That's why she's $10 million-plus in debt. That's why no one thinks any money they give now will pay for a campaign going forward instead of retiring debt. That's why she stretched and strained to make her lopsided victory in West Virginia seem like, well, "Mission Accomplished," when even the chattering heads on TV could not muster the enthusiasm to act like it mattered. The only person outside her campaign who thinks she still needs to be taken seriously is Barack Obama. At least he says so, while his campaign has become focused on November and John McCain.
Hillary's become the houseguest who overstayed her welcome. No one talks about it around the house, but everyone knows. Even her. Breakfast conversations, once full of sunshine and excited chatter about the day ahead, are solemn and stilted. No one wants to go out any more, because the awkwardness takes all the joy out of doing anything that used to be fun. Everyone covertly glances at the calendar, where the flight info for her return home is posted.
"I hope I can make it another week," everyone prays.
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