I heard myself say the words, “I could see myself voting for Hillary Clinton,” and I wanted to slap myself around. Then I gave myself a break, because I realized I was only being scrupulously honest. On the current Republican plane of reality—Trump, Cruz, Kasich—I would pull out my fingernails before voting for Clinton.
But cynicism flows in my veins, and I am bracing for, well, anything. What if the current Republican plane of reality goes up in a poof of smoke, and a “fresh face” (Karl Rove’s words) appears in its place? This election is scary enough without eliminating my option to evaluate Fresh Face.
So…I could see myself voting for Hillary Clinton. Maybe.