Earlier today I said to Nathan with a sigh, "I hate the Democratic Party." Nathan replied, "Yes you do, dear, more than anyone I've ever known." I came back with, "Have you ever met my Dad?"
Just now I spoke with Dad on the phone, bemoaning the way the numbers are turning out so far and briefly analyzing the Obama phenomenon and American voters. Dad finally said, "I didn't think I could feel worse, but after talking to you I'm more depressed than ever. I need a stiff drink....I'm going to have a glass of carrot juice."