Such Drama. . .

I’ve been feeling kinda crummy today. McCain’s gotten his bump, and at least one poll has him at least ten points ahead. I’ve been avoiding the news.

But of course, me avoiding the news is like a fish avoiding water.  It was only a matter of time before I decided to browse around Huffington Post, since while it has a lot of news, it also has some opinion – which is occasionally funny, which I’ve been looking for.  So I started reading.  What did I see?

“We’re gonna lose this frickin thing.”  “We’re in big trouble.” “Moosing Sarah – Time for the Dems to Leash the Pitbull.”

Gosh, I feel way better.  After reading all this irrational bullshit about doom and gloom, I can go back to being somewhat sensible.

We’ve been here before with the Obama campaign: things look bad and they seem to have lost their tounges.  But it’s just Democratic panic, not a lack of substance on the Obama Campaign’s part.  We expect to win every second of the election cycle and anything less requires all-out panic.  They’re doing fine and Sarah Palin isn’t going to wreck everything.  For chrissakes, you’d think she was the hand of God, the way some of these liberal writers piss in their boots.

It’s called a bump, and every campaign gets one.  Republicans always do their conventions last and they get the last bump.  But bumps go down.  Everybody frickin’ relax.