On the Chris Matthews Show this morning (The topic was "President Obama: Was it Destiny or merely his vast Talents?") the panel was practically autoorgasmic, never mind that we haven't actually had a, you know, election yet. They know in their hearts who their president is; they were definitely not this fired up about Kerry, or even Gore.
During the commercial break, while '60s music was being used to sell hair dye to vain older guys who think that it will help them surf and pick up chicks while playing the guitar in a rock band, I had time to ponder as to the reason Boomers, in particular, are so starry eyed over a guy who was still in short pants during the Summer of Love. I have to say, I can't figure what it is.