This article first appeared in Eagle Rising.
"Frankly, Meadowlark, I'm sick and tired of hearing about your damn emails."
Depending on your politics, you may not care for many of the Republican candidates for president. You must concede, at least, that there are several choices in the field with varying degrees of experience and competence. In contrast, let's look at the Democratic "field of candidates". First, there is the queen bee, Hillary Clinton, clearly waltzing her way to a coronation. Only the FBI can stop her from being the Democratic nominee.
"But wait," you say. "What about Bernie Sanders and Martin O'Malley?"
What about them?
Sanders is the socialist who actually honeymooned in the former Soviet Union. Not St Petersburg (Leningrad) or Moscow, mind you, but in the city of Yaroslavl, north of Moscow. Hell, Lee Harvey Oswald did better than that when he wound up in Minsk and married a local gal.
"Ah wunnerful, ah wunnerful, ah."
O'Malley is the former governor of Maryland and mayor of that highly successful city of Baltimore. Enough said there.
Oh yes. Let me not forget Jim Webb, who recently dropped out of the contest. This past week he let it be known that he was considering running as an independent.
OK. Yawn. What kind of threat is that when you were drawing one per cent?
What this comes down to is a contest between the Harlem Globetrotters and the Washington Generals led by their star guard, the 5'7, 40 something Red Klotz. Hillary is dribbling the ball between her legs and hiding it under her pant suit as Sanders and O'Malley run circles trying to find it before she dunks it over their heads.
It's all for show.
What would be nice since Sanders is officially an independent is for him to run as an independent. That would be Hillary's worst nightmare. Otherwise, the Democratic primary has all the credibility of a Cuban election.