Drudge has a piece breathlessly entitled Hillary Clinton plans to base ’08 campaign headquarters around Washington instead of NY..

You know what, Drudge? I don’t care where a presidential candidate has his campaign headquarters. It matters not whether he was a househusband, layabout, or filed for bankruptcy; or if he has a hairy neck or a large, persuasive cousin.

And I don’t care whether he has foreign affairs experience. I don’t care if his daddy was rich or not. I don’t care if she’s a woman. I don’t care if he’s gay or divorced or single or has kids. I don’t care if he has smoked pot or only inhaled.

I don’t care if my presidential candidate went to Yale, or nowhere. I don’t care if he is good looking or looks like Elmer Fudd. I don’t care if he speaks like Obama or like George Bush.

I don’t care if he wins the majority of the country, or just the electoral college. I could not care less if he wears earth tones, or bell-bottoms, or hires that hot Naomi Wolfe chick. I don’t care about his character, whether he’s a “scoundrel,” or a “no-good, lying, cheating, racist, misogynous jerk“.

I don’t care if he stumbles like Ford or eats Big Macs. I don’t even care if he puts Swiss cheese on his Philly Cheese Steak. It doesn’t bother me if he likes the Dukes of Hazard, the L Word, or country music. And it don’t matter whether he believes in evolution or creationism, God or Mammon.

So long as he cuts spending and lowers taxes.

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