I Love The 90's: The Empire Strikes Back/Stop Your Sobbin'

Christ, that was quick: That feeling of elation, the giddiness at the possibility of a new dawn is now bathed in a cold cup of coffee.

I suppose the lesson that we can glean from this bitter taste is manifold;

1. New Hampshire Democrats are shit for brains. Thus, the head full of granite state.
2. Never underestimate the power of yuppies with a sense of historical entitlement.
3. Somehow, someway, with the stakes so high and the precipice of something newwithin our grasp, people will always look back to a "golden age," particularly one directed by the by the folks who brought you Designing Women-or, shit is has been so wrong for so long, people want a Bill Clinton by proxy and will nail their own coffin.
4. See 1-3-The Dennis Hopper Tyranny/ I spending my kid's inheritance/rich white sisterhood/"in the sixties, man..."/ "Liberals".

If I sound bitter and pissed off, you would be correct in that. Hillary Clinton is the wrong direction, and for all her boo-hooing about the country going the wrong way, she is the candidate of inertia.

But whatever. We aren't done here. I hope.

Update: "...and I never learned TO READ!!!"

Today's cable news has been nothing more than a chorus of what happened with the polling, and the phony mea culpa of "We screwed up, folks".

What's worse is the suggestion that the people of New Hampshire were exercising some sort of backlash against the media concerning the inevitability of Obama's victory.

I would think this a joke, really, considering that the coronation of Hillary Clinton began the day she set foot in the Senate, and the inevitability of her nomination has been the media narrative for sometime now.

So Hillary quivers the voice, about "America", only to later pulls a Cheney, and tells her throng of lemmings that only she can stop the "terrorists", and we have geniuses like Tweety Matthews who declare her " human," and people say "Stop picking on Hillary! I'll show you!", and vote for her, as if SHE IS THE UNDERDOG?!?!?!?!?! Incidentally, it is this kind of shit that got us in this mess in the first place-"Gosh...I'd have Bush over for a beer and a hamburger"...

Remember, friends, that Big Media are corporate entities, and thus, will have a vested interests in appearing all knowing, all powerful, and construct narratives to suit their own ends. The fact that some in the primary may have actually bought this simulacra of emotion and wrote a subtext that had something to do with Hillary Clinton the eternal feminine America who cares about us all and not about Hillary Clinton, careerists who's ambition was coming unglued speaks volumes about the power of the media narrative. This is the media who were using words like "inevitable" about her not to long ago.

Are we just living a narrative arc? Is the Obama thing not unlike a bizarro world version of Wrestlemania II, with Hillary as Hulk Hogan, and Obama as King Kong Bundy, and Hulk reaches down, Hulks-out, and beats the bad guy again for God and Country, just as all Hope (AR) is lost.

It's one of those moments that, in your heart, you see it coming, and still, you hope it doesn't. I am getting the sinking feeling that, maybe, we are looking at a split here, a 1968 style split. Why not: Dennis Hopper is shilling for capitalists now, so fuck it.

Semiotics can make you crazy...and so, as I said over at Wes's...

"We now return you back to the same old bleak future, already in progress".