No, I’m not talking about the parasite in Johnny Poison’s intestines, though from what I’ve heard that too remains alive. No, in this case I’m talking about the parasite that has infiltrated our culture and is fighting to remain lodged in our innards, feeding on us, despite the valiant efforts of Dr. Obama to remove her. As parasites go, she’s good. You must admit it. She’s a tough one. The crying in the coffee shop? She sold it. She made it look real.

Nevertheless, I wonder: How does someone go from being 13 points down in the last polls to a three-point victory in the actual voting? Damn you, Clintons! It’s like the bad old days all over again.