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Meanwhile, it's finally a real primary. I fear that Edwards has been steamrolled by Obama-ecstasy, and Clinton a victim of 'been there - done that' syndrome. Short of a surprising tally for Richardson or Kuchinich (seems unlikely), the Barak bandwagon has left the station.
What worries me is what I fantasized about yesterday. This is too much like Bobby Kennedy in 1968, where new political enthusiasts are inflamed by hope - the environment where a crackpot with a gun determines that the parade must be cancelled.
When the public pendulum swings into euphoria, it never takes long for the tragedy to appear. Pakistan comes to mind. Hope I'm wrong, but the patterns of history and human behavior are well-established, and 'tis the season for martyrs.
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