The Unsinkable Movement.

"There's something surreal about how fast the GOP has gone from arrogant triumphalism to its death throes. Just yesterday, the GOP's mighty Titanic was cruising along, its opulent decks lined with fat-cat financiers and neoconservative warmongers, all smoking cigars, drinking champagne and extolling the deathless virtues of their fearless captain. The compliant media issued glowing dispatches. Karl Rove cackled with glee as he plotted out a permanent Republican majority. Then the luxury liner hit an iceberg known as reality...It's a historic shipwreck, and the American people are diving off the foundering GOP hulk in droves."

You already know the story by now. Still, at the risk of further wallowing in (highly dangerous pre-election) schadenfreude, here's another timely obit for the conservative movement, by Salon's Gary Kamiya. Now I know that, no matter how good the polls look, linking these sorts of pieces before the returns are in (one week to go!) is a highly dubious proposition, karmically speaking. As Norman Wilson rightly warned Mayor Carcetti of Clay Davis, "You don’t dance on Clay’s grave until you’re sure the motherf**ker’s dead."

Still, given that the McCain, Palin, and Dubya camps are now all openly shivving each other for spots on the lifeboats -- Team McCain has now taken to calling the governor a "diva" and a "whack job," Palin herself is now apparently eyeing 2012 (ooh, please run!), and everybody is naturally running from Dubya -- the Titanic metaphor, however hoary a cliche, seems a safe bet regardless.