"JUST KISS HER YOU FOOL!" (video)

(After all Bill was out of town!) 

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In what was highly touted as the biggest political showdown of the century, many were left disappointed at the fight that turned into a mushy “love fest.”

The first thing that struck me as strange was that Hillary and Obama might as well have been sitting on each other’s lap!   Never in my entire life have I ever seen two presidential candidates rubbing elbows and playing footsies to such a grotesque degree during such an important debate.  (The word “groping”  was just barely a tad too strong for this recount, so I decided to leave it out.)  No, a real debate is where two foes should be standing across the room from one another taking cover behind bulletproof podiums.

During this “debate” much was said about the friendship between these two remaining candidates, mostly by the candidates themselves.  There were no “swipes,” no sharp retorts, and viewers were expected to believe that all is now “alright” between these two political adversaries, the entire campaign like some lovers' quarrel behind everyone’s back.   Although Obama only visibly tried to physically “Mac” on Hillary twice during the debate, Hyannis News Political Analysts were still left wondering if this was or wasn’t a developing political ticket being consummated right before our very eyes.

In the end Wolf Blitzer finally did actually bring up the notion of a "Hillary/ Obama" or "Obama/ Hillary" ticket and the softball answers to the softball question were so borderline “lovey-dovey,” that had younger children been in the room with me I would have told them to close there eyes.  After all, despite there being no actual kisses, only hugs and political caressing, with plenty of giggles, one was left questioning the point of the entire race in the first place!

Oh, by the way, as this suggestively lewd spectacle came limping towards its climax, Obama very gentleman-like rose and pulled out Hillary’s chair and the two wound up, naturally, in each other’s arms, embracing, whispering sweet nothings.  Awe!  Romantic Comedy invariably ends in such blissful passion.

There you have it folks, the democrats have their “dream team” ticket.  Now, why not just skip Super Tuesday and go right on to the presidential election in November?  (Check mate for the dems)

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