Today on TAPPED, Sam Boyd pours out a slew of recent political news, much of which is related to the 2008 Presidential Race. Among the ten bulleted points, Boyd briefly mentions John Edwards’ criticism of Hillary Clinton’s emotional display at one of yesterday’s New Hampshire campaigning events, commenting that Edwards’ move seems like an attempt “to throw away all the good will he's generated in his campaign.”
I tried to hold back from commenting on Hillary’s tears. I really did. And in fact, I might even succeed. As I go forth from this point on, I will do as little as possible to mention Clinton’s tears/whimpers/passionate sighs/whatever-you-want-to-call-‘ems.
Let’s talk about Edwards for a bit. His campaign has reaped surprising crops in his second place finish at the Tall Corn State primaries on January 3rd. Yet, polling data on a national average places him in third place with 18.0% of the vote, with Obama ahead with 29.3% and Hillary in the lead with 37%. Moreover, his chances in New Hampshire today are slim at best, with an average polling of 18.3% of the state’s Democrats supporting his candidacy, with Obama polling at 38.3%, Clinton at 30.0%, and Richardson in last with 5.6%.
Edwards, at his moment of desperation, tries a particularly sneaky, though not quite well thought out ploy. Though I doubt any of his advisers approached him and cried, "Strike while the iron is hot!" Edwards' words might as well have stemmed from that axiom. He opportunistically sprang at the first chance to criticize Hillary before New Hampshire in order to make the public doubt her ability as a candidate and potential leader of the free world: "'I think what we need in a commander-in-chief is strength and resolve, and presidential campaigns are tough business, but being president of the United States is also tough business."
Dear Edwards,
Whoever agreed with what you said already agreed with you before you opened your mouth. All you did is tarnish your own image and step on the sensibilities of any undecided Democratic voters who were trying to test the tactfulness of the remaining candidates. Sometimes, silence is golden, worth much more than some blunt, misshaped instrument banged out of hot iron.
Sincerely,
Brother Benjamin
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