"I used to be disgusted...

….now I’m just amused.” I have a tee-shirt with that sentiment emblazoned on the front.

Few things in life are more amusing than watching Hilllary—not named for Sir Edmond—tearing at Osama Bamalama like a couple of rabid wolverines. Early on in the primary season, I announced that we [conservatives] would screw around and lose this election.

Now we have the race card versus the gender card. No one on the Democrat side can come up a winner, so they all emerge as a pack of losers. I took a snooze in my easy chair this evening, and woke to a black reverend—J. D. Manning—calling Obama “trash” and his mother “a whore”. Even Sean Hannity is outraged, and I have to concur. I don’t like Obama as a politician, and don’t trust him as far as I can throw the sovereign state of Georgia, but I’m not going to wade into insults against his heritage. Black daddy, white mama, “typical” white grandma; that’s his family business, unless he tries to bring it to the table as some sort of issue. It shouldn’t be anyone else’s business; it’s irrelevant to the election…or at least it should be. I don’t care if Osama Bamalama’s mama was a possum, and his daddy was a junkyard dog. I care about where he’ll stand on the issues, and I am not heartened by his ultra-liberal stance on almost everything. The irony is that he is catching Hell from his own side of the aisle, and he didn’t even disavow the execrable Jeremiah Wright. “Street creds” my foot; we have a name for Obama here in Dixie: LOSER!

There is nothing I can add about Hillary Clinton. She is a known quantity. Her husband is a gigantic piece of baggage. I managed an office pool dealing with how long after she was sworn Senator of New York it would be before she divorced President Bill. It never happened; probably never will. I have endured a strained relationship for the sake of our children, but trying to imagine the bizarre relationship that Bill and Hilly maintain for the sake of potential power is beyond the pale.

So, we have these two candidates, both claiming to represent “the people”, going at each other fang and claw. The entire Democrat party is in chaos, and their own rules about delegates have come back to bite them. From a conservative’s point of view, it is to laugh.

I am not hide-bound to my Libertarian ideology. Dyed-in-the-wool Libertarians object to the war in Iraq; I disagree and say it should be pursued far more ruthlessly and brought to a swift conclusion. Forget rebuilding things, we need a Nazi scorched-earth policy, and move on to Iran. Enough of the good-guy, white-hat image. We need to remind the bad guys of the world that there is a dark side of America, what Admiral Nagumo after Pearl Harbor called “the sleeping dragon”. Our indigenous “Injun” people got a good, genocidal look at that dark side; it’s time the rest of the world got a glimpse. We are capable of a lot more than what we pursue.

I’m on record as declaring I will not vote for John McCain. I’m pragmatic enough to re-think this. When it gets down to the nut-cutting, I’ll vote Republican just to see the expression on the other guys’ faces when they lose. Meanwhile, Hildebeast and Osama Bamalama are providing so much grim entertainment it’s hard to keep up. Fangs, claws, and ripping teeth. Keep it up, kids. It’s better than WCW wrestling. The stakes are mortal, and higher than some overcooked belt, but an atomic elbow dropped by one Democrat to another is equally amusing.