The Crat Pack

by digby

I just had the weirdest thought watching the Las Vegas debate. The three remaining candidates all more or less agree with one another on policy, are all superstars in their own right, but have very different styles. Tonight they look as if they are all even having a bit of fun. They are like the three core members of the rat pack.

Hillary is Sinatra, huge celebrity, major scrapper. Obama is Dino, cool and smooth as silk. John Edwards is Sammy, the all around entertainer. (MSNBC wouldn't let Joey on the stage tonight.)

Clinton's new theme song: "My Way"
Obama: "That's Amore"
Edwards: "I Gotta be Me"

* Does this make Bill Clinton Ava Gardner? Strangely, I think it works.

Feel free to make your own theme song choices in the comments. (Be humans, ok?)

In seriousness, this rather dull debate is actually a nice antidote to what's been going on this past week. It's clear that Russert wants to keep flogging the race issue and the candidates aren't going there. Both he and Williams look positively deflated that they are refusing to keep going with this deliciously nasty race and gender story line.

I don't expect the press to stop with it, of course. They are pathological.