A bit of thinning out at last. Tom Steyer is out of the race, presumably to return to his default job of passing out big bucks to left causes and nutcase candidates. I guess he didn’t care for last week’s food fight, which had all the dignity and coherence of Hee Haw outtakes. It had everything but John Belushi as Bluto. (At least Norah O’Donnell is a lot better looking than Dean Wormer.) And Mayor Pete is gone, too, at last relieving reporters and politically engaged Americanos of the almost impossible task of learning how to pronounce Buttigieg. (Boota-what?) And Sleepy Joe now shuffles along with the undead, at least for a while longer. I doubt he’ll last as long as Count Dracula, but we’ll have to see.
I used to know something about electoral politics, what with covering politics as a reporter for many years and working in politics, both as a congressional assistant and running campaigns. My pre-2016 won–lost record on political predictions is pretty good. Better than most. But 2016 was humbling. It put me (and many others) out of the political prediction business altogether. (I was right about Jeb! not going anywhere, but not about anything else.) When the 2016 cycle got underway, I actually laughed out loud at the news of two different candidates getting into the race. I thought neither had a chance in hell and neither would break 10 percent before dropping out and going back to their day jobs. (OK, one of the two has never held a real day job. Which one? Hint: He’s the one who has never in his life combed his hair.) Those two candidates were Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders. One now resides at 1600 and the other was nearly the Dem candidate in 2016. And damned if it doesn’t look increasingly like these two will be facing off against each other in 2020. (Mind you, this is not a prediction, and it wouldn’t be worth anything if it were.)
And what will happen when they do? Don’t look at me. I’m done with predictions. I’m just waiting for the returns like everyone else.
Update: Since I wrote the above in the morning, Cruella de Klobuchar has also hit the silk. She’s endorsing Sleepy Joe, doubtless in the hope that the Dems can torpedo Bernie again and Sleepy Joe will invite her onto the ticket. I guess we’re now down to what passes for the Dems’ A team: Sleepy Joe, Crazy Bernie, Sitting Bulls–t, and Mini Mike. Oh, and I guess the comely Tulsi is still in, though it would be hard to find anyone outside of her immediate family who knows she’s running.