Miracles

I'm about a week late on this, but I listening to last week's Gabfest on Slate and one of the gabfesters was talking about how Mike Huckabee steadfastly refuses to acknowledge that it's almost impossible for him to get enough delegates to beat McCain. When reporters try to get him to face up to this, he refuses to be swayed by the numbers. For example, this from Time:

None of this changes the bitter math that Huckabee faces as he struggles to force a convention floor fight with McCain. As it stands in the latest CNN delegate estimate, McCain leads Huckabee by a margin of 723 to 217, with only about 1,000 delegates left to be awarded. Under the party rules, 1,191 delegates are needed to win the nomination, which means Huckabee would have to win most of the remaining contests. It will, in Huckabee's own words, take a miracle. "I know people say that the math doesn't work out," the Baptist pastor politician said over the weekend. "Folks, I didn't major in math. I majored in miracles...."

The idea that someone running for office would boast about being beyond reason sends a shiver down my spine.

The gabfest was funny though. One of the participants said that they'd be frightened to live under a president like that, and another one then said very quietly "you already are".

Speaking of Huckabee, I was delighted to see that in the super Tuesday GOP primaries, Huckabee couldn't get double-digits in Connecticut and Massachusetts. I lived in CT for a while and my younger son (my mini-me) was born there. My favorite New England moment was when we had a carpenter in to fix something in our house, and I noticed that he said "acrost" for "across". Something I'd read about but had never - until then - actually encountered.