Just in time for Halloween, the nation watched as Hillary Clinton was forced to debate the ghost of Andrew Breitbart.
If you found last night's slugfest in St. Louis a tad depressing, here's why. Where else could that town hall go but someplace dark and dismal, when one of the combatants was an unrepentant hater and sociopath? We cats try to avoid reaching for Nazi analogies, but we found ourselves wondering if they held town halls in Germany in 1932.
Hillary Clinton has infinite patience. And it's a good thing, too, because she needed it. As usual, she had an impossible task: Try to talk intelligently to millions of people about policy and issues while simultaneously fending off and/or ignoring gutter-level attacks on herself and her family. And as usual, she succeeded.
It's an amazing talent, one for which Clinton gets far too little credit. We saw it for 11 hours in front of a spittle-spewing Congressional committee last fall, and again for 90 minutes last night. When she gets to the Oval Office, she will be a rock. We cats PURR.
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