Barack Obama is running a different kind of campaign. Different from the confused, desperate, and occasionally frightening campaign his opponent is running. Different from the Rovian, win-at-any-costs school of politics. (Thankfully) different from the tepid campaigns of recent Democratic vintage, which snatched defeat from the jaws of victory in the desire not to offend anyone.
And a politician who is running such a courageous campaign is going to be above copping the worst moves of our current (88 days left!) President.
That said, within one day of his reelection, Bush delivered the endzone celebration:
Let me put it to you this way: I earned capital in the campaign, political capital, and now I intend to spend it. It is my style.
It was not just an unguarded moment. It also signaled to the base that after four years of keeping them in the closet, his lame duck status allowed him to proverbially let it all hang out. And we all see how that turned out.
So if Obama were to win, and were to just maybe do a bit of a Bush-style touchdown dance, just to rub it in a little, what would you want? Ludacris at the inauguaration? “Accidentally” referring to Bill Richardson (who’s probably in line for a cabinet position) as “my good friend Bill Ayers?” Using the word “socialism” in every context he can? He’s got to be allowed a practical joke here and there, right? It’s not like he’s going to nominate Harriet Miers to the Supreme Court, or anything. The man’s not a monster.
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