Better Than Sex, HST 1992.

I was afraid, but Jann was quick to recover. "Easy, Governor, easy," he said in a very suave voice. "Let me help you with that, Bill. Hell we're all hungry." He smiled and reached out for the half-empty basket of French fries, as if to share the burden - but Clinton snatched it away, clutching it to his chest and saying nothing... Well, I thought. It can't get any weirder than this without all of us going to jail - so why not relax and act normal? Or at least try. These things happen. Buy the ticket, take the ride. Welcome to Mr. Bill's Neighborhood.

The Restoration will occur, and no upstart from Illinois is going to stop it, bubba. And who cares if the Democratic Party is torn apart in the process, a mini-1948 splitting the black, latino and white voters apart for the next eight years? The Clintons are going back to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Get on the train or get crushed.

The past eight years have allowed us to romanticise the Clinton Era. The disaster of the attempt to nationalise healthcare, NAFTA, continuing to throw Reagan's wrecking ball at welfare, 'don't ask, don't tell'; almost all of it forgotten through the Republicans' misguided attempt to remove him from office and the Worst Presidency In History that followed. But the last few days bring back the Clinton of old; an attack dog that will stop at nothing to get elected. Or in this case, get his wife elected. It's been an ugly sight.

And the worst thing? It's not needed. Instead, it just drives the divisions in the party even deeper, in a year where the Presidential race is almost being gifted to them. Romney is looking good to win Florida next Tuesday, which will most likely knock out Huckabee from the race, as he's already out of money. Rudy is already dead in the water; at this point, he seems to be carrying on just to give us something to laugh at - the "Great American Mayor" finally being seen as the charlatan he is. Which leaves McCain as the only other challenger standing. The GOP will tear themselves apart trying to pick between the man who believes that the Garden of Eden was in Missouri and the Senator that their base has spent the past eight years hating with a vengeance normally reserved for Democratic leaders. The resulting mess should leave them completely unelectable in November.

But never underestimate the ability of the Democrats to screw things up. They've been making a good career of it ever since 1968.

Tomorrow is the South Carolina primary, where Obama is supposed to win in a landslide, according to the Clinton camp. They've pretty much pulled out of SC, trying to hype up the idea of a double-digit win; anything less than that on the day, and the can declare victory of a sort. Not that it really matters; going into Super Tuesday on February 5th, Hillary Clinton holds all the cards. She won't pick up enough delegates to get the nomination outright, but on February 6th, she will have a commanding lead and the momentum that will make her unstoppable.

Let's hope that her unstoppability will last until the end of the year. She's the easiest target for the GOP, no doubt, but as she's shown during the past week, she's not John Kerry. Neither her or her husband will stand idly by and let the Republicans and their surrogates tear them apart. It may be enough. And I'll laugh heartily a year from now, as the GOP realises that their worst nightmare: a Hillary Clinton with the power to wiretap their phones at a moment's notice, is a creation of their own making. But

Meanwhile, let's start up a campaign to get John Gibson tarred and feathered!