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Hillary Clinton continues to gently fulminate in her anti-Barack message, trying hard not to lose the Black base of her party with too much invective. She is also trying desperately to keep alive her fifteen minutes (okay, fifteen years) of fame until the next election cycle. While Barack Fever spreads among the mainstream press like some inmate flu in an insane asylum, Hillary tries to portray the young Illinois Senator as inexperienced, lame, unfit for the highest office. Of course, she believes any male unfit to be president, and she certainly would know. She has been heard to exclaim, "I fault men for every problem in the world." It may be too early to tell, but I have a feeling that this nation is not quite ready for a President who, from behind (and from certain angles in the front) looks like the fat mule in those old "Francis" movies.

Her beloved husband, Bill, was, like Jimmy Carter, a futile man who never met a terrorist he didn't like. Although he tried to act masculine by wearing a manful tie, he was as weak as a little child in fighting the growing Islamofascist movement. Despite overwhelming evidence of his complete failure against terrorism (even after some of that evidence was destroyed by Sandy Berger,) Clinton never issued a "mea culpa" (for those of you in Rio Linda, that roughly translates into "fault mine.") Of course, Bill was always too busy having his "main flute" played by Ms. Lewinsky, et al, to actually attend to the business of protecting this country. Mr. Clinton, in the post-Monica years, rather than denying his sexual conquests to Hillary, now says, "I flaunt 'em. She needs me now, and I can do whatever I want!"

As bad as the prospect of a President Hillary seems, a President Kerry might even be worse. The man who brags, "I am fluent in French!" and proves it by repeating, over and over, "J'étais au Vietnam," would sellout to the enemy (again) even faster than a Clinton would. Fortunately, he has now come to terms with his unelectability, and was heard to mutter, in a mixture of French and English, "La me--unfit pour le President." Fortunately, we will never get to witness the final mute testimony of a Kerry presidency--a mushroom cloud spreading over one or more of our great cities.