Clinton Cocktail Party

Clinton Cocktail Party
guest post by Riverdaughter

Maybe it’s cabin fever and being too cooped up that makes me long for spring.
This year’s March though seems to be approaching with alarming rapidity. Like
a final exam or the GSAT or some other high level test we need to pass in order
to get on with our life plans. And how many of us have sat around thinking of
that test with trepidation, rolling thoughts of self-doubt around in our heads,
waking up in the dead of night a little panicked? Did you ever have one of those
dreams that you’re late for your final and you can’t find the room because you
skipped the class all semester?

Hmmmm. Test anxiety. I think we can thank our opposition in both parties for
that. But before we psych ourselves out, let’s reflect on the lessons we’ve
learned and remember that, besides being a fomidable and mature debater, our
gal was one hell of a gracious lady on Thursday. This isn’t a popularity contest.
It is a fight we must wage for the life of our country. In extending her hand
in solidarity with Obama, Hillary showed true leadership by putting the country
foremost in our minds and asking us to focus on that instead of the fortunes
of either candidate.

She passed the presidential leadership test with flying colors and she did
it with confidence. Let us likewise banish our feelings of doubt. We will get
through this together. Hillary is the real uniter.

Welcome to the Clinton Cocktail Party. This is the time where we congratulate
each other for another week of fighting the good fight and we beat our swords
into swizzle sticks. Our bar is located to the left of the bar. Our bartender
with flair tonight is Rico. Stop and say hello and maybe order one of our featured
cocktails for tonight, a *Caipirinha*,
but you can order anything you like.

Our singers tonight, Ella Regina and Tom Jobin, made this recording of the
poem Aguas
de Marco (Waters of March) in 1974. I love it’s bossa nova beat and the
ending that reminds me of water tumbling and swirling. The song is about the
end of summer in Brazil but here in the northern hemisphere, March is the end
of the beginning, the herald of spring. In any case, I like to look forward
to the waters of March, the return of green, the sound of birds, the fall of
the rain.

Maybe the song will inspire you write your own poetry.

I know I can count on you ladies and gents to keep your trigger words to yourself
but if you find them too embarrassing to carry around, please leave them with
Florence, our lovely check room attendant. The waiters will be circulating soon
with some marinated spring lamb lollipops, assorted cheeses and artichoke
bruschetta on flatbread. Please drink responsibly and tip your wait staff
generously.

Salud!