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crushed outTopic: "Come on Down" (3)
Tammy Duckworth, Hillary Clinton, Ann Coulter, Paris Hilton, Laura Bush, Elizabeth Edwards, Liz Claiborne, Christie Todd Whitman, are all American women to prove newsworthy over the past several days. Frodo is not surprised by the attention given to women under the microscope of notoriety, rather he is surprised only at the absence of one of the more obvious attention-getters. How quickly, it seems, the mighty fall.
The Secretary of State, formerly the National Security Advisor, apparently was the heir-apparent to the current Occupant at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, at least in the mind of those planning for the royal succession. Having already assured themselves of the righteous and the white male in their covey, they saw this as the cusp from which they could grab the mothers and the brothers, thereby cementing their hold on the reins of government for generations to come. Something apparently happened however, on the pathway to the Lincoln Bedroom, for none of the ten announced candidates for the Republican nomination have even mentioned her name during the first two televised debates. In addition, the Grand Ole Party has opened its doors to every aging movie star or prison inductee in the public eye in order to find some one, any one, capable of making a decent showing when next an election is held.
Colin Powell's successor seemingly stepped into an opportunity from whence she could do no wrong. What has transpired is that she actually did nothing, and that may have impacted her decision-making about the future. Madame Secretary has been oft-quoted that her "dream job" was to become Commisssioner of the National Football League. That opportunity evidently was bypassed when she decided to assist her "husb" in the attainment of the New World Order as directed by the Neo-Cons and the Never-Coulds. Frodo believes that she has her eyes on another position, far more desirable that that of the Presidency, and has been purposely avoiding the spotlight so that everyone does, indeed, forget about her.
Condi wants to be the next Bob Barker.
There is much to recommend and to document her for the position of Hostess for "The Price is Right." Initially, she has the uncanny ability to simultaneously smile and to spout gibberish. She can dress the part, simply because she owns more shoes than anyone not named Imelda Marcos. She additionally has the capacity to apply her foreign affairs expertise to actually pricing the prizes which are now manufactured outside the United States, predominantly the result of her participation. Finally, she certainly has a strong grasp of the entire concept of "selling out."
Frodo also fears what might happen should Madame Secretary fail in her quest for this position. Job-hunting certainly is made a great deal easier if there are simply some accomplishments for the resume'. Even the positon of "Greeter" at Wal-Mart requires that the incumbent actually have done something over the past eight years.
