How 'bout BUTT-ghazi?

Because, damn them, they were sitting on the floor on their butts!!! Damn them!

Well, now that they've run through all prospects to keep persecuting Hillary...

They LOVE LOVE LOVE these "investigations!!!!!!!!" so why wouldn't they? After all, it's an election year.

And they've gotta be seen as doing SOMETHING since everything else they've done in the past seven-and-some years has been to say no, no, no, no, no, and doing absolutely NOTHING to help anybody or get anything done.

Agreed.

It's time. Bernie needs to concede. Before he burns through the last of his leverage, if indeed he hasn't already done so. Hillary certainly conceded, and just days after the final primary in 2008.

I do find myself bracing for what reasons he might still try to come up with, at OR after the convention, to keep himself in the race somehow. I hope not. I hope he would like to be seen as a graceful loser rather than an increasingly poor sport.

Aw, MAN, BlueMTexpat! Some of the things I went through...

Jesus Mary and Joseph...

This makes me think back to when I landed this amazing job at a big network that was based in New York. They'd been recruiting for this new project and had been air-checking people in multiple major markets across the country. None of us realized this at the time. They came to me. Offered me the job. But it meant relocating to New York. I didn't really want to, and my husband DEFINITELY didn't want to. So I politely declined. I guess they wanted me really badly because they came back to me and offered me more. I still said no. It finally got to "so you're saying you will not take this job if it means you have to move to New York?" I said, gulping and fearing I was screwing myself forever, "yeah, 'fraid so. I can't do it. Can't move to NY." So they came back to me yet again and said they'd figured out how I could do the job from L.A, after spending a brief time in New York, training, before they relocated me back to SoCal. THEN, I said "YES!!!!!! Hell Yeah! Sold American!!!!"

Well, I didn't realize that they'd also pitched these gigs to two other people working in L.A. Neither he nor she balked and both of them took the jobs as offered. It was only later when we all assembled in NY - me knowing it was for only three months, and I was sworn to secrecy - that trouble started. Even before anybody knew the extent of what had been offered to me.

I remember this one really key day. The young woman who was one of those two other L.A. people had received a memo from the News VP in charge of our new venture. She was visibly disturbed by it. So much so that she was taking it around the newsroom and showing other people, and pointing very clearly and noticeably to part of the memo toward the bottom. Wanted to make sure everyone she was showing the memo to did not miss whatever was written at the end of the body of the message. I noticed this. She was at the end of her shift. I'd come in later, to start reading in because mine was the next shift, after hers. So I was in my reading-in phase that always started my shift - as was the case with everybody coming in to start their on-air shift. I couldn't help noticing she was pointing to the bottom of the page, then exchanging "knowing" glances with whoever she was showing it to, and sneering. I saw she was upset and I spoke up. "What's wrong? What's up, (I'll call her) Shirley?" She ignored me, and continued elsewhere through the room, doing the same thing, showing them the memo, pointing to some really offending point at the bottom of that memo, and sneering, making that same face, again and again. She TOTALLY ignored me and I never got to see whatever it was that had upset her.

UNTIL LATER.

As it happened, I had made friends with the secretary of the News VP. Just independently. We just connected and hit it off, somehow, and we started hanging out together and getting lunch together or dinner together and our friendship deepened. I still love her and think fondly of her even though we've kinda lost track of each other in all these years! We did find each other on Facebook, though, and we're definitely Facebook friends!

Anyway, that night, we were hanging out, again. I mentioned that Shirley had been really upset earlier that day. Told my friend what Shirley had done, all over the newsroom, and how I didn't know what was upsetting her and she wasn't sharing whatever it was with me, but MAN she was really upset. The next day, my friend called me into her office. She dug into a file and brought out a piece of paper with lots of writing on it. It was a copy of the memo she had typed up for her boss. It was THAT same memo that Shirley had been showing around the newsroom (to everyone, and I do mean EVERYONE, but me). My friend showed me that memo, while covering up the main body of the memo so it couldn't be seen. But she pointed to the bottom of the page, a paragraph she left open and visible, and pointed to it and looked at me. As if to say - "you mean THIS?"

And HOLY CANNOLI!!!! I couldn't believe it! The memo had obviously been a critique of Shirley's air work and writing, and evidently included several points, very likely some good (you should do more of this) AND some bad (you should not do this). That paragraph at the bottom of that page, exactly to which Shirley had been pointing when she was busily showing that memo around the newsroom to everybody but me, stated, in summary, that Shirley needed to try to sound more like ME! That mine was the style, delivery, and writing, that they were looking for, and that they wanted everybody to try to do it the way I was doing it. OH GOD SHE HATED THAT!!!! No wonder she was pissed off! No wonder she was showing that memo around to everybody but me, and singling out that bottom paragraph! No wonder! And she was one of the two other people from L.A. who uprooted themselves and moved to New York, too. MAN, when THAT part finally came out, you would not believe the resentment, the cold shoulders, the nastiness, the whispering campaigns, the back-stabbing, gossip-mongering, and other shit that I had to deal with. NO WONDER!

Hell, BlueMTexpat, ALL I was trying to do was sound good, do my job, show up on time, write cleverly, do what I understood they wanted me to do, in the way and style that I understood they wanted me to do it. I never meant or attempted to "take" anything from any of them. I never saw it as a zero-sum game - the way they evidently did. I never saw it as snatching or conniving to cheat them out of something THEY had or that THEY had been given or that THEY had earned, or otherwise deny them anything that was "rightfully theirs." Again, my cardinal sin was - being in their way.

EVERYTHING adverse that I see and hear and read about Hillary Clinton gets filtered through experiences like that. Can't help it. Experiencing shit like that has leavened EVERY opinion I have of her and the way I see her and the way I view how she's been treated, attacked, insulted, maligned, schemed against, and frankly, PERSECUTED. In a VERY VERY teeny way, I can totally relate.

Haters gotta hate. And it should be considered - what that says about the haters, NOT about the object of their hatred.

I'm left with only two words.

At its most basic, all I've got to say about all this is -

"BLOW ME."

OR bush/cheney for WAR CRIMES.

I've seen, and unfortunately had to work with, many women like that.

Women who, in effect, hated their own. HATED and resented that there were other women (in some cases ME) who were breaking those barriers either along with them, or even WORSE, who had beat them to it and done it first (which, again, would be ME). In my case, it was because I just happened, by the random happenstance of my birth, coming a year or more before theirs, to get there first. And be hire-able first. And come out of college ready for the job market first. And have sufficient qualifications ready to go, first. Not a thing I can do about that. But some, and it was mostly other women who did, deeply resented me for it and saw me as being in their way. And what was REALLY irritating for me was to hear some of the men gossiping about looking forward to watching a good catfight.

As my husband just said: "there is no crime in 'COULDA BEEN'.

Woulda, coulda, shoulda. But that doesn't constitute criminal behavior.

However, they CAN be expected to cling to these crumbs the way crumbs of toilet paper cling to their own asses after certain sittings upon the commode.

CNN brings on the haters!

You called it! He just did. You were a few minutes ahead of him.

Of course! By now, it IS.

But you had to be around back then to understand, now, how controversial it was. How it was almost a no-go. It wasn't perfectly pristine WHITE bread. My kids are Millennials. They wouldn't get this either. But they do understand the climate and the context. That mentality back then was absolute. But yeah, looking through TODAY'S lens, NOW, in 2016, Desi Arnaz DOES seem to be the stereotypical 50s middle class husband.

Amazing, though, isn't it? With today's mentality and today's reality, it IS damn near impossible to wrap one's brain around, that it could ever have been that way. PARTICULARLY in the multi-cultural climate we now live in. But back then, it was Middle-America-White-Bread time from coast-to-coast, and stem-to-stern.

In one sense, it does show how far we've come.