The prognosticators, pundits and post -game analysts are, within the predictable margin of prediction error all pretty much agreed on, at the very rock bottom least, one thing.
No absolutely clear winner in Iowa last night.
The prognosticators, pundits and post-game analysts are, actually, absolutely wrong.
Notwithstanding all the spin, swivel, slant, twist, turn and/or tweak the applicable assessors might put on the performance of their particular pony in this first race toward the Triple Crown of American Politics, the numbers, those pesky little digits that both metaphorically and in actuality never lie, sum up last night's contest in the cornfields as follows:
A three way race on the Republican side.
A dead Democratic heat between the two remaining after O'Malley decided that there was no real difference between being almost completely ignored and being completely ignored..
Leaving those still standing, and us, for that matter, with those three words that any and all with a stake in the game will avoid like the third rail in the subway.
No clear winner.
Once again, au contrare', mon patriotic frere'.
In the first actual ladling out of proof flavored pudding in what promises to be one of those campaign years people will be talking about for years to come, one conclusion requires no jumping in order to arrive.
America, at least the America that was represented last night by the fine folks of the Hawkeye State, has, thus far, no crystal clear vision of where it is, where it wants to go and who it wants to lead on the journey to that destination.
In fact, it might be argued that, given the lack of a clear favorite on either side, the country might not be at all happy with what they're seeing around them, but can't, for whatever reason, see where it is they need to go.
All of which makes last night's outcome a big, big win for at least one group of Americans.
Opticians.
Talk about retail politics.
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