I sure didn’t see this coming.
Actually, I didn’t see this coming on a number of fronts. Most importantly–and thankfully–I was dead wrong in predicting that Barack Obama was going to prevail in Pennsylvania. I said, flat-out, that he was going to win, and instead he lost by a double-digit margin.
I couldn’t be happier.
Was it Hillary’s close relationship with Gov. Ed Rendell and his machine? Was it the endorsement of Philadelphia Mayor Michael Nutter? Was it Barack Obama’s abysmal debate performance a week ago? Or was it his controversial comments about rural, embittered Pennsylvanians clinging to guns, to God, and to antipathy towards those who look different?
I don’t know. Heck, if I was this wrong about a simple win or loss, it’s doubtful that I may be able to shed light upon the underlying reasoning.
Who cares, though? The implosion of the Democratic party continues on. That alone is reason enough to raise a glass and toast Mrs. Clinton.