Democrats need to learn the power of the open bar.
Last night was Primary Night in New York City. The one night when Democrats can take comfort that at the end of the night a Democrat will win.
Or so it should be. First of all, the night was dimmed with uncertaintly. And secondly, it was stolen by our Billionaire Mayor, who has bought the best team money can buy.
They came up with the idea of throwing a Primary Night Party for Mike...with bunting, bands, mini hot-dogs and an open bar. These guys are really good.
It meant that the TV coverage all night shared the Dems' one night of glory with Mike's even more glorious fete.
And behind the bunting, a more sobering theme lurked.
While Bloomberg well drenched his fans with complimentary cocktails, the Dem demos -- many of whom were hardworking volunteers that had just spent the day in unseasonably warm weather doing dirty work (not me...but many others) -- were paying $5 for soda at Crobar to mourn Gifford Miller and $8 for a beer at Merchant's to toast Scott Stringer.
Gifford, I hear, opened the bar when he closed his campaign, so we at Drinking Liberally commend him.
But a lot of goodwill is bought at the very cheap price of an open bar...one more advantage a billionaire has, or just one more bit of knowledge that Bloomberg has as a professional partier rather than longtime partisan.
