A.B.H., Iowa, and They Said It Couldn't Be Done

I have had the day to digest the Iowa primary. I have listened to pundits and meandered through Leftblogistan. And I have come to the utter conclusion that what happened in Iowa on both sides was utterly, gloriously beautiful.

Barack Obama won, but he didn’t just win. He trounced. He defied the polls by around ten percent. He left Edwards and Clinton with their dicks in the dirt. And I cannot tell you how lovely it was to see Mrs. Clinton, who is an excellent senator for the people of New York, take the bronze. I am, to a great extent, an A.B.H., an anybody but Hillary. I think she is an excellent senator for the people of New York, but I am strongly of a mind that we’ve had enough DLC-style leadership. It was fine in the 90s, but these are different times. It’s a post-post 9/11 world, don’t you know.

Speaking of 9/11: How gloriously beautiful is it that Rudolf Giuliani got kicked squarely in the balls by Ron Paul, who was not even invited to the Fox debate, and who actually agrees with US about Iraq? And how about that lazy-eyed bastard Huckaboo winning the thing for pennies on Willard Romney’s dollar? How many more things can those Republigoats offer us to point at and laugh? Ha ha ha!

I think Big Ed got the big picture right. This was, truly, a caucus for change. Iowa Democrats chose Barack Obama, a vastly liberal-voting, black senator, and Iowa Republigoats chose the underdog from Arkansas whose gaffes had recently seemed to make the current president seem, well, relatively interested in learning things. This was a vote that said, we’re sick of this shit, and it’s time to wack the hive. We’re tired of managers. We need a leader.

Speaking of that. You should go read this. It is an absolutely brilliant piece of writing that effectively crystallizes what mess The American Voter is looking at. I read it and cringed with envy.

Anyway. Iowa rules. I cannot wait to see where the momentum leads ‘em. Change. Peace. And, it can be done.