This has been the week of unanimous public lynching of famous wives. Am I the only person in the world who has found them unsettling?
The first victim was Hillary Clinton, in Tuesday’s Democratic Debate at Drexel College, Philadelphia. Ahead of her rivals for the nomination by over 30 points in national polls, there seems to have been a collective decision that it was time to turn nasty. For two hours, we witnessed the televised equivalent of the murder of Caesar as colleagues from the Senate – Obama, Edwards, Biden, Dodd – competed to stick the knife in more effectively. It was the ‘try to kill Hillary’ debate, only encouraged by the moderator Tim Russert, a spectacle of male egos revealing their rage at the success of this intelligent, diminutive woman.
Now Hillary’s a tough lady. She can handle it.
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