Yesterday, it was announced that Hillary Clinton will have her name placed into nomination at the Democratic National Convention. Although we’re being assured that this is a technicality, I‘m still scared.

Admittedly, as a brother who thinks his phone calls are all tapped by the government, and that Snapple still might be owned by the Ku Klux Klan, I know that my Spidey senses are probably a bit too sensitive. Still, I can’t help but worry that this perfunctory procedure, ostensibly designed to fully deliver Hillary’s stubborn base, could lead to a convention night conspiracy for the ages. What if Hillary’s pledged delegates refuse to be team players? What if a couple hundred of Obama’s delegates decide at the last minute that Hillary is the better choice? Of course this is a far-fetched, if not completely absurd, concern. Still, as someone still suffering from the lingering effects of “racial paranoia,” I’m finding it hard to trust the process.

Paranoia aside, Obama’s decision to allow Hillary’s name to be entered strikes me as unwise. Historically, the DNC and RNC conventions have served as weeklong infomercials not only for the respective parties, but their newly appointed nominee. What will it do for party morale to hear roaring approval for Clinton coming from some of the most coveted big states? Such last-minute histrionics only serve to remind voters that Obama limped to the finish line during the Democratic primary.

In addition to placing her name into nomination, reports suggest that the DNC is giving Hillary, Bill, and perhaps even Chelsea Clinton prime time spots. Rather than making Obama look like a gracious winner –which does nothing to appease the irrational Clintonistas—Obama will be viewed by many as a weak nominee who caved under the political pressure of his disgruntled but powerful understudy. While it would be impossible and unreasonable to exclude the Clintons entirely, the current arrangement is so over-the-top that it may come back to bite Obama in November.

Julia Child A Spy?

According to newly released documents, chef Julia Child worked for the Office of Strategic Services, a U.S. spy agency, during World War II. What do you think?

Marvin Seitzer,
Bartender
“I always thought it was odd how she asked her guests to speak closer to the soup tureen.”

Virginia Weum,
Green Consultant
“A 6-foot-tall woman with a high-pitched warbly voice must have really blended in.”

Will Hervey,
X-Ray Technician
“The world needs more people like her—who can cook, I mean. We’ve pretty much got the spy thing covered.”

Today’s video of the day is “Superwoman” by Alicia Keys. Shout out to all the sisters!!!

Princeton Professors Melissa Harris-Lacewell and Yolanda Pierce have started a wonderful new blog called The Kitchen Table. As expected, the site provides the most brilliant insights on race, religion, politics, and culture of any spot in the Black Blogosphere. Stop what you’re doing and go there right now: http://princetonprofs.blogspot.com/

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