The Ninteenth Century fantasy by R. L Stevenson epitomized the idea that people can have two personalities. In two, back-to-back days, before our eyes, Hillary Clinton changed from the peace-making Clinton into an i.e.d. It showed to me a want of diplomacy. There is that higher road to be traveled. She obviously feels she must do something to deal with the advantage held by Barack Obama in the style, or “words” department. Her judgment told her to mount the attack on the campaign flyer that was so offensive, and her method was angry mommy.
Hillary is a handsome woman. But she has not done handsome. She began by denigrating “words”, and I said “Whoa, Hillary! Whoa!” Then she makes nice with her opponent. Now she makes nasty. The language of diplomacy, mediation, tact, along with the style of the poetic teacher is required in a job that confronts a wildly differentiated world of people and cultures.
Running the gamut of an election campaign, receiving the beating of a multitude of pig bladders, or whatever else the gamutees have in hand to punish the runner, can have a liberating effect, if you survive the punishment. Now is the time, at this late date when others have fallen, to show the best you can do. Hillary Clinton is faltering, and may soon fall.
I am sorry to see it. I wish she had the fortitude to give back in kind, lighting stylish backfires instead of throwing volatile language on the conflagration. And done it with a smile. A resource devoutly to be wished.
There goes the “dream ticket”!
