I confess I’m looking forward to the Democratic National Convention in Denver about as avidly as I did the NCAA Final Four. There is every sign it will be as exciting as the old days when party hacks got in a back room in 1952 to plot the nomination of Adlai Stevenson, even though Tennessee Sen. Estes Kefauver had won 3.1 million primary votes and Stevenson had 78,000. Yes, 3.1 MILLION to 78,000. . . .
But if you are filling out a bracket for Denver, you have to figure the name on the championship trophy will be Sen. Barack Obama. The screaming, the maneuvering, and the gyrations of the Clintons will be amusing. But the day is long past when, depending on your point of view, the Democratic Party’s leaders can a) screw the leading candidate and get away with it, or b) do what’s best for the party and step in and pick a new nominee.
Frank’s not that optimistic about the Republicans’ chances, though.