Clinton’s lead in the Pennsylvania Primary is shrinking
We can but dream.Senator Hillary Clinton’s lead in the Pennsylvania Primary is shrinking.
The latest Rasmussen Reports telephone survey in Pennsylvania shows Clinton leading Barack Obama by just five percentage points, 47% to 42%. For Clinton, that five-point edge is down from a ten-point lead a week ago, a thirteen-point lead in mid-March and a fifteen-point advantage in early March.
Wouldn't it be simply marvellous if Obama could deal her a killer blow in Pennsylvania and bring the whole thing to a close?
Of course I'm being terribly presumptive here. Even if she lost Pennsylvania there is still every indication that she would want to keep going until Florida and Michigan have been resolved. And she'd probably invent some new reason why Pennsylvania doesn't count and why the super delegates should vote for her.
In a campaign where the election should be decided on who is best to beat McCain rather than who the voters voted for, votes actually count for very little. Most pundits have missed this subtle point. Indeed, the very election is a waste of time as Hillary is without question the person that America is pining for, even if America is in deep denial of it's need.
John Cole today links to a new Clinton autobiography which might help awaken the US to it's need for Clinton.
After a few moments the Irishman straightened and began surveying the aftermath of the battle, a slightly ill expression stealing over his face. For all his considerable talents, the singer had never had the stomach for wetwork.It's such a shame that Obama might, just might, turn things his way in Pennsylvania, because the entire election is a waste of time. The US needs Hillary, whether it knows it or not.“Does it ever bother you?” he said softly. Catching my tight expression, he hurriedly corrected himself.
“Not this – ” he said, waving a hand to indicate the bloody scene. “I just mean – you’ve saved the Northern Ireland peace process, again, and no one will ever know.”
I gave him a steady stare. “Someday people will know. When the time is right. Until then, I’m content to operate in the shadows.”
The singer looked at me curiously, studying my face. “You seem – different, somehow. That thing in Tuzla, now this . . . it’s done something to you. Almost like you’ve – ”
“Crossed a threshold,” I murmured, the phrase springing to mind unbidden. The words felt powerful somehow, totemic, pregnant with future possibilities.
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