Some here are all worked up about this latest bullshit attack by the Clinton camp and that's OK, we need some fire and piss and vinegar. After all, we all got something to say.
Me, I am a bit more mellow about it. It's over and it's been over for a couple of months. The numbers just ain't there for her. She could mop PA from one end to the other with Obama and it still ain't gonna do it. She could clean his clock in Indiana, WV, KY, PR and it won't make a damned bit of difference because the supers aren't gonna flip for her just because she thinks it's owed to her.
What you're seein' right now is the ugly death dance of frustration by a dying campaign, an attempt to ruin November for Democrats to save one last try for 2012 for this selfish, self-absorbed, fucking truly disgusting "dynasty" as they see themselves. I really believe that. It's not about winning for them anymore, just about burnt ground and self-preservation.
Me? I have no power, no influence. I just count myself among those who see that Obama is the future, an end to the bullshit. When it's all over I hope I can catch the rising wind and
meet you all up around the bend and we'll hoist a few to the truth and leave the sinking ship behind. We'll meet by the big red tree.