Shrillary is Really Looking Desperate Now

We're at the point that she's harping over pix of Obama dressed in traditonal Somali garb:

With a week to go until the Texas and Ohio primaries, stressed Clinton staffers circulated a photo over the weekend of a "dressed" Barack Obama.

The photo, taken in 2006, shows the Democrat frontrunner fitted as a Somali Elder, during his visit to Wajir, a rural area in northeastern Kenya. The senator was on a five-country tour of Africa.

"Wouldn't we be seeing this on the cover of every magazine if it were HRC?" questioned one campaign staffer, in an email obtained by the DRUDGE REPORT.

Jeez, things must be really bad at Shrillary HQ. I never bought into the whole Barack "Hussein" Obama rhetoric. The guys father was a Muslim and he bailed on his mom. He attends a church that has questionable racial issues but he's not a Muslim and will not back down on the War on Terror because he's partial to Muslims. Rick Moran at RWNH takes some Conservatives to task for just such talk today.

This is the Hillary campaign at the point just before complete implosion and what happens after she loses Texas and Ohio is anyone's guess. I'm hoping she continues as her melt down is making for excellent blog fodder but in one respect, it's embarrassing to watch this continue. it's like watching an aging Hollywood celeb get more bitter once her looks and abilities go to hell (I'm thinking along the lines of Hanoi jane Fonda). She's run a horrific campaign--one that may make John Kerry's look brilliant in comparison--but this is it and March 4 may be see the end of this train wreck once and for all.

Update: How awesome is it that the Clinton's are complaining about bad press? Welcome to our world Shrillary, welcome to our world. It's a bitter feeling to have the press kissing your ass for a decade and a half and all of a sudden they go with the new flavor of the month I'd imagine.

Update: Wait, it gets better. Hillary's biggest hack is drinking down the Kool-aid by the gallon and lashing out at her fellow libs. Glug, glug, glug, Taylor.