It’s funny how things work when the cameras are on and all are dressed to the nines.  It appeared as though Hillary and Nancy called each other confirming red was the color of the evening–a quick rock, paper, scissors, and Hillary won the right to wear a pants suit.  Congressman Rangel nattily attired with threads he was able to afford by forgetting to pay taxes on income earned from properties he forgot he owned.  (In sotto voice—I digressed again, didn’t I?)

Amid the applause and bravado, nobody, I mean nobody so much as blinked when the president dropped the number of people covered under the public option from forty-six million to a paltry thirty million.

• Who are those sixteen million?
• Did the cost of the plan drop by a similar amount?

Universal coverage was pulled from the table as though it had never been on the table.