Condoleeza Rice, 2008?

Eric S. Raymond feasts on the image of Condi Rice as the GOP presidential candidate in the next election:

I know very little about her, but I've discovered that I really want to have a ringside seat on the farcical hijinks that will certainly ensue if the Republicans run a black woman for President, or even Veep.

Just so my position is clear, it is quite unlikely I'd vote for her. As in, not unless the Libertarian candidate is a werewolf or something. It's just that the thought of Democratic strategists having shit fits over the hemhorraging black vote greatly amuses me. The panic and confusion that would reign on the New York Times editorial page as their political-correctness bias clashes (for once) with their anti-Republican bias would be good for many guffaws. I might actually listen to NPR just to hear them choking. In general, just watching the machinery of smug left-wing duckspeak seize up and damage itself on Condi's blackness would be delicious.

I have to agree with Eric: the media would be left biting their own collective tail, trying to decide whether being a black and a woman sufficiently counterbalanced her being gasp Republican.

Even more interesting would be the debates, if Hillary Clinton is the democratic candidate. It certainly wouldn't be your father's presidential election, would it?