Well, that was interesting. Senatorella rides again–despite being outspent 3:1, despite her high negatives, despite the fact that Obama really worked hard for votes in Pennsylvania, and despite the cheerleading of the mass media. As of my press deadline, she’s sitting on a 10-point win, 55-45, with 90% of the vote reported. Cue the screams for her to drop out for the good of the party. Cue the shouts that the primary is divisive and must end now. (H/t to commenter David for pointing me to this New York Times editorial published tonight that begins, “The Pennsylvania campaign, which produced yet another inconclusive result on Tuesday, was even meaner, more vacuous, more desperate, and more filled with pandering than the mean, vacuous, desperate, pander-filled contests that preceded it.”) Cue the demands to “take her boobs and go home.” She only beat him by ten points! The math! The math! Thhhheee mmaaattthhh!
UPDATE, 4/23/08: Well, that didn’t take long. Check out this hateful commentary at The Nation by Tom Hayden. (He calls it “Why Hillary Makes My Wife Scream,” compares her to Lady MacBeth, and claims that “Going negative doesn’t begin to describe what has happened. Hillary is going over the edge.” Shorter Tom Hayden: “Women hate her too, so it’s not like I’m a misogynist. I tried to like her, but she’s just such a bitch! Waaaaaaaahhhhh!”) Or, try this new math for competing against girls, where a 10% margin of victory for a girl is really only about 8%, which is really kind of a tie, so it’s not like Hillary actually won, and we’re back where we started. And take the New York Times–please! Le Somerby explains it all so I don’t have to: “Those million-plus Democrats [in Pennsylvania] don’t exist in [Maureen] Dowd’s world. In Dowd’s world, Dowd wants Clinton to quit. And so, by the laws of childish dreams, ‘the Democrats” must want that too.'” Maureen Dowd actually published these sentences at the end of her column today: “The time has come. The time has come. The time is now. Just go. … I don’t care how. You can go by foot. You can go by cow. Hillary R. Clinton, will you please go now! You can go on skates. You can go on skis. … You can go in an old blue shoe. Just go, go, GO!”
All teasing aside: if he’s the clear front-runner and the presumtive nominee, why can’t he just win a big, juicy state and wrap this puppy up for the history books? All of the money he’s raised, the estimable enthusiasm of his voters, and the undeniable media bias in his favor, and he can only play it to a draw? Even if he pulls out the nomination in the end, he’s got to face John McCain, who is beloved by the Washington press corps (and who doesn’t have the high negatives that Clinton has.)
Clinton looked radiant in turquoise tonight, eloquent, confident, and energized–and her audience was pumped up and ready to fight along with her. (Even the toads on MSNBC gave her that.) Her victory speech was long–it reminded me of Amy Poehler’s impersonation of Clinton on Saturday Night Live from a few months ago, mocking her relentlessness and determination. (It was funny because it’s true!) I had a phone call less than halfway through and so missed most of the speech, but I did catch this nice comment: Tonight was for all the people “who lift their little girls on their shoulders and whisper in their ears, ‘See, you can be anything you want.'”
Yeah, well, we’ll see. There’s still a long way to go for both campaigns.