From Brent Bozell at Townhall:
But the Clinton-coddling prize goes to NPR reporter Tamara Keith, who uncorked this beauty: “Last night when you took stage in Sacramento, there was a woman standing next to me who was absolutely sobbing. And, she said, ‘You know, it’s time. It’s past time.’ You see the women, you see people here. And people just come up to you and they get tears in their eyes. Do you feel the weight of what this means for people?”
The only real question here is whether Keith was describing herself. That wasn’t a journalist’s question. It was a fan girl’s question. Clinton gave a boilerplate response about how special it is to give girls the knowledge that they, too, could be president someday.
The reporters asked no questions about scandals; they asked no questions about policy. They only chatted with Clinton about the horse race and her sobbing superfans.More.
Reality check: Classic Third World. The politician is the embodiment of the hopes and dreams of people who have no chance themselves.
One of the things that classically distinguished North America from south of the Rio Grande was that, in general, our politics was not like this. A politician was just a politician. A bureaucrat was just a bureaucrat. A police chief was just a functionary; maybe supervising a small army of unfunny clowns, who knows? But they did not matter much to us because they could not ruin our lives very easily. It made sense to pay a bit to keep them all at a distance. Pierre Trudeau changed all that, much for the worse.
The United States is about one election away from just being over.
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