Tonight is the primary between James Webb and Harris Miller, as well as primaries in a few other states.
Political Wire has a good run down of what is up tonight. For the Virginia race, you can follow the results over at
Raising Kaine.
I won't be posting live commentary on this one. I know that a lot of blood has been spilled in this race, both offline and online. I can sense how nasty the mud has been from Miller off-line because of the vehemence with which Webb supporters have been anti-Miller online. The whole thing leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth.
However, that isn't the only reason I really don't care about this primary. I find it difficult to become excited about the outcome of a primary in order to be nominated for a second-tier Senate race. I find it impossible when the candidates include a conservative Democrat and another conservative Democrat who used to be in Reagan's cabinet. Finally, I find it a little revolting that the DSCC and the Senate Democratic leadership has decided to close ranks around Webb in this primary as though it is they, and not the voters, who should decide who our nominees should be. This is another in a long line of primaries where the party leadership is not taking the neutral stance it should be taking. Instead, it is figuring it can choose the nominee, and that the activist base will fall in line and be happy with whomever they choose. Just because it so happens that the netroots are behind Webb in this race does not make the situation any different. We should not be happy when the DSCC and Democratic leadership endorses in primaries but chooses the candidate we like. This is still the same problem of deciding that intra-party democracy does not matter, that activists should be taken for granted, and that only the leadership should have a voice in the direction of the Democratic party and the progressive movement.
Oh yeah, it also doesn't help that "Mudcat" Saunders can use this race as a means of continuing his grotesque stereotype of southerners in order to score higher consulting fees, dig several thousand more feet into the nearly bottomless well that is the need for cultural validation among the southern white male, and continue to blame people who live outside of the south for the near-total collapse of the Democratic Party in the south. If he can tell my friend Tom Schaller to kiss his rebel ass, well then Mudcat can do something else entirely to a different part of my Yankee anatomy.
That may have been a bit harsh and out of character for me, but I hope it explains why I won't be doing any commentary tonight. Flame away if you must.