By Marc Cooper
It was far too beautiful a day in Southern California to have spent much time following the West Virginia primary. Taking a late afternoon bike ride is when I finally tuned into the results -- just in time to hear Hillary's victory crow.
What a humdinger! She more or less lifted Jesse Jackson's who-cleans-the-bedpans speech from twenty years ago. Or was it more like Warren Beatty's great scene in Reds when, in character as John Reed, he excitedly vows to a crowd of ruddy-cheeked Russian toilers that American workers are now joining him in world revolution! All hail Comrade Clinton who fights against all odds and all enemies to defend the orderlies, the bus drivers, the waitresses, the coal miners and, presumably, the Kronstadt sailors! ...
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