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Camelot -- NOT!

MEMO to the DNC: It has been nearly one-half of one entire century since John Fitzgerald Kennedy won the White House and therein boinked Marilyn Monroe.

With all due respect to the good St. Jack, Democratic campaigns are becoming the political equivalent of Ed Sullivan serving up Al Jolson instead of the Beatles or Steven Spielberg giving movie goers Birth of a Nation instead of Jurassic Park.

Yet like pernicious and annoying political adware, the specter of Camelot continues relentlessly to pop-up in Democrat Presidential candidates: Swiftboat Skipper John F. Kerry's PT-109 campaign theme; Al Gore's tousled locks and faux touch-football photo ops; Bill Clinton's self-avowed idolatry of the thirty-fifth President and his yearnings to follow in the liberal icon's bed sheets.

Worse yet, in an I-Pod, MP3 world, the thirty-three-and-a-third, vinyl LP rhetoric from the left side of our political spectrum sounds increasingly tinny and scratchy. And it shows in the election results. Just ask Tom Daschle.

While the pundigentsia inevitably argue over the igneous nature of the American electorate from which George W. Bush has pulled the latest Presidential Excalibur -- and as the latest JFK-wannabe heads back home to Massachusetts -- we hope that a glass case will finally be found in a museum somewhere for the fossilized remains of the species Kennedosaurus Rex.



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