Dear Hillary,
Enough. You've reaffirmed your standing as a fighter, reconnected with
blue-collar America, forged an identity as a woman of heart and steel.
Now you can be a uniter, too, hailed for your toughness and grace in
recognizing when a losing cause is just that.
It's time to bow out of the Democratic contest.
Yes, you can fight clear through to the convention, demand that the
Florida and Michigan delegations be seated; bring in your attack dogs
to question Barack Obama's =96 um =96 masculine fortitude; wink at another
round of Internet whispers that question your opponent's funny name,
his patriotism, and his religion.
You can bash the press, browbeat the superdelegates, and boast of your
prowess in the working-class kitchens of big states the party must win
come November. You can post more ads of that irritating red phone and
revel in your ability to nick your opponent just enough to keep him
slightly off stride.
But you'll still lose. And the Democratic Party may lose with you.
Consider your legacy. Do you want to be remembered as Hillary the
Pillorer, Hillary the Heckler, Clinton the Cutthroat? Surely not.
Enough. You've reaffirmed your standing as a fighter, reconnected with
blue-collar America, forged an identity as a woman of heart and steel.
Now you can be a uniter, too, hailed for your toughness and grace in
recognizing when a losing cause is just that.
It's time to bow out of the Democratic contest.
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