Today's Caroline Update

Looks like it's all but over:

Caroline Kennedy now almost certainly won't be the new Praetor of New York! The overreaching Bloomberg aide pushing her has given up. Good news for her!

...Mayor Bloomberg's top political aide is pulling back on his lobbying campaign to propel Caroline Kennedy into the U.S. Senate because "it wasn't working," according to sources.

"Everything was backfiring," said one source of the intense behind-the-scenes effort by Deputy Mayor Kevin Sheekey.

"He's not out front any more."

Anyways now the Kennedy thing is surely sunk, as there's no longer any political support for her, just a bit of popular support, mostly among women Democrats, and we know how the party feels about appeasing them. Sorry, Caroline! Back you to go the Upper East Side to sleep in your sheets made of money (probably Euros).


Read the whole thing here.

Best Response To The Whole Sen. Kennedy Thing Yet

From Pareene:

The gross entitlement is the absolute worst part of her bizarre and mismanaged campaign. Of course her competition for the title is a similarly dynastic Cuomo, but he has at least been elected to something, publicly. We understand and are sympathetic to the arguments against career political hacks, but encouraging the Senate to resemble the House of Lords even more is just about the worst impulse possible.

But once again, look at the rest of the shortlist. There's Long Island asshole congressman Steve Israel, whose primary qualifications for the job are his ability to steer a great deal of pork to Long Island and his burning hatred for Jimmy Carter and Palestine. And Kristen Gillibrand, a Blue Dog anti-gun control pro-Bush tax cuts Democrat from a Conservative district. And anti-abortion Nassau County Executive Tom Suozzi. And Brian Higgins, who is from Buffalo. And Caroline Kennedy, the lofty, high-minded rich lady who thinks being appointed a Senator is like performing an act of charity for the nation, or maybe like being on America's co-op board. Also she's beginning to remind us of the woman in the atrocious Lexus ad whose new car is an even better present than her childhood pony.

Honestly the seat should just go to Fran Drescher.