I'm Spartacus.

Shakespeare’s Sister has announced that she is bowing out of the Edwards campaign.

Needless to say this is a very sad and sobering development.

And needless to say that she is doing it with orders of magnitude more grace and élan than either the rabid howler monkeys on the Right or the pudding-soft children within the Edwards campaign are capable of mustering on their best day.

And needless to say that the Right’s madness has manifested itself in threats of violence against my friend Shakes, because that is how the Right operates:

1. The scripture-barking, Christ-defiling demagogies who run the show carefully and deliberately angry up the dung people.
2. They glean votes and dollars and ratings and its all a lot of fun until Tim McVeigh blows up a federal building because he took them at their word.
3. Then the scripture-barking, Christ-defiling American Taliban who run the show swear they had no idea it would ever go this far.
4. Then they do it all over again.

Well the denizens of Crazyville – who are all terribly brave when it comes to threatening women, and yet for some reason seem collectively and conspicuously unable to find their way out of Mommy’s basement and down to the recruiting office to demand a Surge Billet in their Dear Leader’s Excellent Iraqi Adventure – should know that Shakes has lots of friends.

Lots and lots and lots of friends.

And we are all Spartacus.