The End of the Beginning? No, I think it's the beginning of the end

I caught most of the President's speech tonight on the radio as I was driving home. For once I was able to listen to his drawl without wanting to break a window. I felt this strange calm come over me as it sank in that it didn't matter what he said, what plan he came up with, didn't matter what it was that he wanted the two parties to work together on for the sake of the nation. I almost pitied him as the number 29 kept popping into my head and I pictured a waterfowl limping off into the distant sunset.

And that was before the wingnut blogs formed a circular firing squad.