CALL ME SNAKE

I haven’t paid as much attention to this primary as I have in previous years, partly because I’ve been so busy lately and partly because I figured that by the time we voted in Massachusetts, the whole thing could be wrapped up. Yet I did see the Democratic debate last weekend–the first debate I’ve watched this year. I’ve been wanting to like Edwards, as he impressed me a lot four years ago when he debated Cheney, but his performance on Saturday did not wow me. All that talk about evil corporations, while truer today than ever, struck me as old fashioned and unlikely to catch fire. Similarly I found Hillary’s ploy to embrace “change” to be transparent and unconvincing. Richardson, despite his great credentials, seemed like a sideshow. That left Obama who looked like the best bet to me, though I hadn’t been certain before. Coming into Tuesday’s primary, I got caught up a bit in the enthusiasm over Obama, which hadn’t happened to me before, so the results came as a disappointment. (What a bummah!) Especially after seeing how flat Clinton was during her victory speech compared to Obama’s stirring address. “She used to be an absolutely horrible speaker, but she’s a lot better now,” I told my wife. “Now she’s just poor.”