Again, Keith Olbermann cuts to the chase:
You actually used the word “assassination” in a time when there is a fear, unspoken but vivid and terrible, that our again-troubled land and fractured political landscape might target a black man running for president.
Or a white man.
Or a white woman!
You actually used those words, in this America, Senator, while running against an African-American against whom the death threats started the moment he declared his campaign?
Just another sleep deprivation-induced gaffe — and this from the woman who claims to be ready for that 3am phone call? — or Freudian slip?
Olbermann, referencing her non-apology, follows through to the most logical conclusion:
Not a word about the inappropriateness of implying – whether it was intended or not – that she was hanging around waiting for somebody to try something terrible.
Not a word about Senator Obama.
Not a word about Senator McCain.
Not: I’m sorry…
Not: I apologize…
Not: I blew it…
Not: please forgive me.
God knows, Senator, in this campaign, this nation has had to forgive you, early and often…
And despite your now traditional position of the offended victim, the nation has forgiven you.
We cannot forgive you this — not because it is crass and low and unfeeling and brutal.
This is unforgivable, because this nation’s deepest shame, its most enduring horror, its most terrifying legacy, is political assassination.
The politics of this nation is steeped enough in blood, Senator Clinton, you cannot and must not invoke that imagery! Anywhere! At any time!
And to not appreciate, immediately – to still not appreciate tonight – just what you have done… is to reveal an incomprehension of the America you seek to lead.
This, Senator, is too much.
Because a senator – a politician – a person – who can let hang in mid-air the prospect that she might just be sticking around in part, just in case the other guy gets shot – has no business being, and no capacity to be, the President of the United States.
It’s ironic that a few weeks back, right before the Kentucky Derby, Clinton made a reference to the ill-fated filly from New York, Eight Belles, who broke both its forelegs at the end of the race and had to be put down right there on the track.
If this assassination comment isn’t (finally) the lethal injection that ends this primary race and puts Clinton out of her misery, I can’t imagine what else it would take.