 After a couple of bad polls, the muttering will begin. After the first public slip-up, the Sunday shows will swoop in. And as the party starts to look forward to the midterms, the number of amateur grim reapers will multiply into a requiem chorus that drowns out all but their own. And then he mentions the late-night comics and friendly cable channels will practice their sorrowful faces and blah, blah, blah.