Obama wins, hands down, and Hillary is a sore loser

Hillary, don’t come at me with the “I’m doing this for my daughter…” bullshit because I’m all about feminism and celebrating women of power.  You are just being a sore loser!  What galaxy are you residing in?  I’ve just reached a point where I can’t bear to listen to her anymore.

I think my hubby was getting choked up at the notion that a black man would be running for president.  How could you not have a moment?  At the age of 46, Barack Obama is the FIRST African-American to get the democratic presidential nod.  He needs a green jacket like Tiger and they should sit down, sip martinis, and smoke cigars as they enjoy the ranks of the good ole boys club.  Yes, we can.  We shall overcome.  Barack.  King.  40 years apart.  If only…

Of course, as such a typical man needing to mask his emotions, my hubby resorted to humor…  I was cracking up as he was showing me how Obama should come on stage last night.  He thought he should come on like those basketball folks do weaving a ball in and out through their legs.  Then, I started singing…

We ain’t, go-in nowhere, we ain’t, goin nowhere
We can’t be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for Life!

LOL!!!  My creative juices are wanting me to make some kind of video, or at least pitch it to Saturday Night Live.  Must.  stay.  focused.

Anyhooz, Obama still managed to keep it real when he and wifey gave each other a pound as they came onstage.  (photo from LOLA New York).

So what’s up with Hillary and not stepping aside to allow Obama to have his moment last night? She won South Dakota, so fucking what?