It's time to break out the swami again. Maureen Dowd put her well-known psychic talents on display again today with this mind-reading of Barack Obama:
He is frantic to get away from her because he can’t keep carbo-loading to relate to the common people.
In the final days in Pennsylvania, he dutifully logged time at diners and force-fed himself waffles, pancakes, sausage and a Philly cheese steak. He split the pancakes with Michelle, left some of the waffle and sausage behind, and gave away the French fries that came with the cheese steak.
But this is clearly a man who can’t wait to get back to his organic scrambled egg whites. That was made plain with his cri de coeur at the Glider Diner in Scranton when a reporter asked him about Jimmy Carter and Hamas.
“Why” he pleaded, sounding a bit, dare we say, bitter, “can’t I just eat my waffle?”
His subtext was obvious: Why can’t I just be president? Why do I have to keep eating these gooey waffles and answering these gotcha questions and debating this gonzo woman?
Or... he really just wanted to be left alone to eat his waffle.
I can't see that she really adds anything to the political commentary - not in her swipes at Bush or the Clinton's or Obama. All she does is project anger, with a thin sheen of humor on it.
She fills her columns with thoughts like these (on Obama & Hillary) -
"Is he skittish around her because he knows that she detests him and he’s used to charming everyone? Or does he feel guilty that he cut in line ahead of her? As the husband of Michelle, does he know better than to defy the will of a strong woman? Or is he simply scared of Hillary because she’s scary?"
What a load of worthless speculation.
Bill Clinton said it best in that very same column - “another cheap story to divert the American people from the real urgent issues before us.”
Posted by: Howard | April 23, 2008 at 03:31 PM