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Today was a good day. A very good day. You see, when I yell at the tv – at the Matthews, the Carlsons and at my most secret object of loathing: Andrea Mitchell – my black lab thinks I’m yelling at him and he gets upset.
But today was different. I cheered today and pumped my fist at the flat screen. Yes. Not once but twice. The first time was Nora O’Donnell. You know, the one with the eyes and the weirdly inappropriate laugh? She was interviewing Maxine Waters who was giving her endorsement of Hillary Clinton. After some polite back and forth came the kicker.
O’Donnell: “Congressman Waters, as a black woman and head of the Congressional Black Caucus, what is your reaction to Bill Clinton’s playing of the race card in the South Carolina primary?”
Waters paused and said to Stepford O’Donnell: “I will NOT discuss race with you. The media are the only ones talking about this. You bring it up over and over and over again. It has to stop. It is bad for America. We need to move beyond that – and you do too.”
O’Donnell looked like someone had put Tabasco in her lip gloss.
“Well, uh, thank you Congressman Waters for, um… joining us.”
Maxine’s “Oh, you are so welcome” left Nora looking for the entry wound in her blouse. I had to rewind my Tivo to see if she’d actually said “beeyotch.” She hadn’t.
The second time was when they announced that Giuliani was quitting the race.
Blackie jumped up and figured we were going out to play ball.
