Poor Fred, Part II

One percent in New Hampshire. There's no excuse for that for someone who claims to be a serious candidate. Even if you don't campaign actively, you supposedly still have a national reputation. You've participated in debates and everyone knows who you are. You have some people hinting that you're the real conservative in the conservative party. If you have any credibility, you should get at least a certain minimal level of support, well above one stinking percent of the vote. Giuliani at least got nine percent -- and looks to finish ahead of Ron Paul in what looked like Paul's strongest state. If you are Fred Dalton Thompson, the actor and ex-senator, the hope of the conservative establishment, and you get one percent in New Hampshire, and you're running equal with Duncan frickin' Hunter, then you have no credibility and no viability whatsoever. Sure, Thompson may do better in some Southern states, though Huckabee will be there to plague him all the way, but tonight's performance, if it can be called that, should end Fred's dream as completely as Iowa ended Biden and Dodd's. It's a wake-up call of the kind that tells you it's time to go back to your regular job.