The Loser's Winner
YAWWWWWWWN. John Kerry wins the meaningless beauty contest that is the Iowa Caucases. Conventional wisdom probably thinks he has the other also-ran contest in New Hampshire wrapped up. John Edwards moves up in the rankings, Howard Dean falls behind and the rest of the idiots disappear, especially Weaselly Clark.

Not one of them, barring a major catastrophe, beats Bush in November. All the democratic candidates are being sacrified on the altar of Hilary, and most of them already know it. So what exactly does a victory in Iowa bring, other than the admiration of the choir you've been preaching to anyway? Damned if I know.

Al Sharpton, for all I know, didn't even garner a vote. He's waiting for the southern primaries and New York, I guess, where he will run a respctable, but laughable third or so. The militant black vote is uncontestably his. Which is sorta funny, since the demowimps need it so badly in order to avoid a Mondale in November. I smell looming disaster and self-immolation for America's junior party.

Life does have it's brighter moments, doesn't it?