O'Reilly in Twilight....

In less than an hour Citizen Ed O'Reilly tapes a debate with Senator John Kerry moderated by Jon Keller.
It would be charitable to note, the summer has not been good to the O'Reilly campaign. Media opportunities have been sparse, he has run thru campaign managers like kleenex, his crowds still sparser his most fervent supporters are a mere gaggle of louts who hang out on the Blue Mass Group looking for trouble.
And is Howie Carr still returning any of his phone calls?
And in fifty four minutes, O'Reilly goes up against a man who beat Bill Weld in four straight debates (No small achievement kids, when sober the former Governor was a formidable rhetorician)and smacked down President Bush so bad in three national debates that the GOP had go out and steal another whole election all over again.
It won't be pretty...akin to say Ingmar Johansson trying to out box Muhammad Ali...a young and hungry Muhammad Ali.
It won't be pretty, O'Reilly spent all summer in a sort of gruesome fugue state demanding dozens upon dozens of debates...Kerry finally agreed to one debate and suddenly O'Reilly is seized with a weird rhetorical paralysis...he is even shoo-ing away his supporters from any pre-debate visibility.
Sad...no pathetic really.
Ed...for God's sake, it is OVER!
The Fat lady has flown in on her magick horse with sword and horned helmet and she is SINGING long and loud arias mah fren'!
Can you hear them Ed? Smartly underscored by horns, thundering percussion and strings that soar over the strife.
If that doesn't convince then the spectacle of Wotan off in the wings searching for his butane lighter with which to set fire to Valhalla ought to pretty much seal the deal.
You aren't Ned Lamont, you certainly aren't Paul Tsongas and you will never get to the US Senate save as a tourist.
It is over, unlike other parts of the country there is no shame in losing in Massachusetts...the ranks of full of worthwhile men and women and they even live pretty good lives afterwards, it can be the same to you.
But whether or not you even get to that point depends of how you use the time left to you before the primary...whether you comport yourself with honor or go out like a punk.
But politics is about reality and reality is sink it's fangs deep into your leg dude.