Madame Clinton will be back. Cockroaches aren't fond of the light of day, but killing their ambitious runs for sustenance is nearly impossible.

One of the causes of the downfall (if it is a downfall; until the convention is over, and Obama has been crowned, don't count out that lady) was certainly her fun loving, trash talking, skirt chasing hubby. His demeaning of the Democrat's New Messiah was not only unbecoming to a former high office holder, especially a former POTUS, it was damaging to Hillary's cause. While most thought the former Boy President would be a high caliber, well positioned hired gun, he proved to be a rusty loose cannon. Now, none wish Billy Boy ill, but his health, or at least his appearance of waning health, has been an open question during this campaign. Some have gone so far as to posit that the erstwhile intern abuser's off-the-hip comments and his tin ear for rhetoric, completely contrary to his perfect pitch hearing and rapid response triangulation from former glory day, were a sign of early onset of dementia. If Senator Clinton became a widow, she would gain an asset that has been lacking for the entirety of her political career: sympathy and humanity. (Questioning if the senator would be displeased with such movement on the balance sheet is not beyond the pale.)

HRC can't accept that she lost. She whined, "Although we weren't able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you, it's got about 18 million cracks in it." The first term New York Senator was proclaimed the inevitable winner early and often, and she foolishly believed her own hype, consequently, she did not plan for the long campaign. Obama was hungrier (and (politically) prettier) than Billary. Illinois' first term senator ran a great grassroots campaign and defeated the Clinton Machine. It was not sexism. It was not a glass ceiling. It was a repudiation of Team Clinton and its legacies. When the New England Patriots lost to the New York Giants, they didn't whine and blame the referees. They accepted that not all things are inevitable, no matter what the odds makers may think. Senator Clinton, put away the Windex, change your lenses, or wipe your eyes. It is not a glass ceiling that is barring your way; it is what you see in a looking glass