Jim Wooten, who apparently manages to hang onto his job at The Atlanta Journal Constitution in spite of his adherence to "common sense conservatism," has some interesting observations on the state of the race, Obama's self-defeating inability to handle criticism and the Democrats' creeping sense of impending electoral doom. Strangely, the Donkeys' obsession with the past -- combined with their collective hysteria over McCain's choice of Palin -- may ultimately lead to a Republican landslide in November:
Democrats know something, and desperation is setting in. They have a novice campaigner who wanders off message. With every advantage in the primaries, Obama couldn’t win the big states — New York, New Jersey, Ohio and Pennsylvania — against Hillary Clinton, even when he got to define the rules for running against him. She could never risk alienating the base she’ll need in 2012; John McCain and Sarah Palin have no such constraints — hence the panic.
For a “change” candidate, Obama appears to be a man locked in time, unable to move past criticism, unable to move from the grip of the Democratic left, unable to adapt to the changed reality that the campaign is not the referendum on the war in Iraq or on the administration of George W. Bush that he’d envisioned.
Poor Barack! That sly fox General Petraeus and those clingy, Bible-toting soldiers just wouldn't cooperate and lose that damn Iraq War! And what about Anbar Province? How dare they awaken from their slumber and resolve to fight for their freedom, rather than allow Al-Qaeda to continue their reign of terror in their streets! Hey, aren't they brown people? Surely they could've related to a brother's audacity of hope -- I mean, you'd expect such uppity-ness from a typical white person, but c'mon, from tribal leaders?
Didn't they know George Bush really hates black people? One day in August 2005, that stupid cowboy had nothing better to do so he hunkered down in his hurricane control room and steered a massive storm named Katrina to New Orleans to try to wipe out a bunch of brothers and sistas! And the Iraqi President has the gall to shake hands with him at the White House? Damn! It wasn't so long ago that Harry Reid promised me the war was lost; now here I am, running for President and completely out of a platform!
I had hope and change....'til that fertile little upstart from the...uh...um...uh...is Alaska the 57th state? Maybe it's the 56th? Ah well, no matter! But this notion...this notion that some Wasilly Council Woman....this moose-hunting sweetie who had the audacity to birth five children and add to overpopulation and climate change...that this...this...woman...could steal my thunder. Me, Barack Hussein Obama, Citizen of the World! Why, it's enough to make me choke on my arugula! That's the last time I'll listen to those Move On maniacs...even though they have tons of money, man they give bad advice! And they sure don't take their name seriously, either.