As my campaign begins to sew up the Democratic presidential nomination, politicians come out of the woodwork with ideas about how they can ‘help’ an Obama administration.
Senator Jim Webb wants to be my running mate. He barely won his Senate seat against a Republican doofus who handed Webb the election. What value does Webb bring to me?
Now he’s calling me on the phone and calling me ‘brother.’ Webb is as pasty-assed white guy with fake hair. How does that qualify as a vice presidential material?
Anyhow, I don’t get it. Every day I receive three or four calls from party insiders, most of them SuperDelegates who have yet to commit to a candidate, each one gives me advice for picking a running mate, and Jim Web is always on the list.
Even the Republicans have jumped in. I met with Elizabeth Dole and she said she heard I was going with Jim Webb for my vice president, and she said, “Jim’s a wonderful man, a fine ‘brother’, if you know what I mean?”
No, I don’t know what that means,
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