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Of course, she didn’t concede the nomination. Or call it quits. Or suspend her race. Or even acknowledge that Obama has indeed hit the magic number of 2,118. (As of 6 am today, RealClearPolitics puts Obama at 2,165.5.)

Instead — in another of those bizarre statements that would make an excellent Cliff’s Notes ad — she asked for more time:

I deserve some time to get this right.

A truly unfortunate time for Hillary to be invoking the language of entitlement. What’s so difficult about offering a graceful concession speech? And hasn’t she had weeks if not months to plan for this moment already? Weeks or months in which it has been perfectly clear to innocent bystanders that this was not just a very real possibility, but the likely outcome. And even if the basis of her campaign for weeks now has been the determined denial of this looming reality, shouldn’t she still have been planning for this moment, even if she chose to label it in her mind as a remote contingency?

So she’s standing there with her fingers jammed into her ears, her eyes screwed tightly shut, repeating to herself over and over again: “I can’t hear you. And even if I can, I can’t see you. So how do I know you’re a fat lady?”

Trees are crashing to the ground all over the forest with bone-rattling thuds, and Hillary Clinton is still denying that there’s a forest at all.

The funny part is how hard-core Clintonites are cheering and applauding her denial of reality every step of the way.

The sad part is that nobody is surprised. Not at Hillary’s pathetic play-acting. Not at the behavior of the Cult of Clintonites.