Sen. Hillary Clinton joins Sen. Barack Obama onstage in New Hampshire today in a public show of unity after that bruising primary battle that was fought to the bitter end. Now the two biggest stars of the Democratic Party have kissed (literally, reports CNN’s Candy Crowley) and made up.

For those just now taking notice of the presidential race and wonder what the hubbub about this Obama guy is, they can get caught up with The Audacity of Hope, or a new title compiled by the editors of Slate, Obamamania! The English Language, Barackafied.

From the foreword:
“This book began as an idle e-mail discussion among Slate writers who had noticed more and more Obamaisms cropping up in this campaign. Once we realized that there were so many possibilities, we compiled the best of them into a feature on Slate and invited readers to submit their own words and definitions. Great words continue to roll in daily. The definitions in this book are a combination of our original offerings and these submissions, many of which have not previously been published.

“We hope readers find these words and definitions entertaining. There are, after all, worse ways in this interminable election to keep yourself Barackupied.”

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There he goes, being audacious again.

Barack Obama is taking some heat for backing off his pledge to accept federal funding for the general election campaign. This of course was before the huge piles of cash started rolling in, and before he won the Dems’ nomination (we think).

Now that he’s essentially got the nomination sewn up, and Hillary Clinton’s camp begging for relief to pay off its debts, he’s decided he’d rather take the bigger pile of cash. I would too.

The GOP is screaming Flip-flop! Flip-flop! Not a man of his word! Can’t be trusted with the Suitcase!

Didn’t catch Rush’s reaction, though I’m sure he was hyperventilating. The architect of Operation Chaos is so predictable. Haven’t been listening to Lefty Radio, so I have no idea where they are — last I heard from ‘em is Please, Hillary, give it up already.

So, Cindy McCain, the secretive recluse wife of wood-be prez John McCain, has backed out of a deal to write her memoir (no doubt rivaling Miley Cyrus in depth of experience), probably out of concern that it would cause more damage than help. I knew a young woman whose name, swear to God, was Candy McCain. Waitress at the Bethel Road Cooker in Columbus (Ohio, which seems odd to think it necessary to include the state of a city with roughly a million people). As far as I know, no relation. To John McCain, that is. Or Cindy.

For the record, we have assigned John McCain’s book, Faith of My Fathers, as an official Exploration here at DelMio. I promise we’ll have it done before November, book fans and McCain fans. We outsmarted ourselves early in the race, thinking Rudy Giuliani would run away from the field. Jeez.

I liked McCain a lot more before he morphed into a Jerry-Fallwell’s-ring-kissing right-wing toadie after he got Bushwhacked in 2000 by dirtball politics. He once referred to Falwell, Pat Robertson and their ilk as “agents of division.” He was right then. But then he flip-flopped! He seems stunningly tone-deaf, veering off to the right just as Bush’s approval ratings swirl ever lower in the political crapper — although he did just come out vowing to fight global warming, which sent Rush Lintball into a tizzy today. I love it when he gets all apoplectic. Such great theater. Alas, so many dittoheads out there actually believe him and his half-baked half-truths, which are harder to detect than outright lies.

The conservatives don’t trust McCain because of his “maverick” reputation, and the libs can’t get past the war in Iraq. Or his health care “plan.” Or his stand on abortion. Or his justice-nomination votes. If it weren’t for Hillary and Barack still exchanging body blows in their Democratic Smackdown, I can’t imagine how McCain would be competitive with either Clinton or Obama. The press (even the left-wing drive-by MSM) loves it, because it breaks the monotony of a slow news day.

But enough of politics. Nice weather today, huh?

Dave Wilson is the Grand Pooh-Bah of Editorial Content at DelMio.com, a site developed by SunLit Communications LLC. He also is at times janitor, chauffeur, chief cook and bottle washer. Once upon a time he was a metro editor and copy editor at the Akron Beacon Journal. Send love letters and trash talk to dave.wilson@delmio.com. Or post a comment.

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