She and Paris Hilton, among other celebrated alcohol- and drug-sodden doxies, are of course extreme examples. But they are members of a generation which believes it is entitled to whatever their little hearts desire, including exemption from serving their country in wartime, government paid college tuition, and a form of without-consequence sexual license which would shame even the worst libertines of ancient Rome.
Enter stage left one Hillary Clinton, this era’s most accomplished snake oil salesperson. To her the whole world is a village and she wants to be the mayor, ever anxious to see to it that the citizens of her global town are supplied with everything they could possibly desire, including round-the-clock child care – children being the responsibility of the mob, not their parents.
On the heels of Sen. Obama’s pandering on the subject of health care, earlier this week for all intents and purposes Hillary endorsed socialism. She doesn’t call it that, of course. But if it waddles like Karl Marx and it quacks like Karl Marx, it is Karl Marx.
And as Al Jolson used to say, “We ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” By the time the primaries roll around there won’t be a single freebee left that hasn’t been pledged by the Democratic candidates for their party’s presidential nomination.
After that the winner will spend the rest of the presidential campaign saying he or she didn’t really mean all that stuff they spoke about to win the hearts and minds and votes of the party’s dominant – and crazed – left wing which nominates candidates. (Just ask Joe Lieberman.)