Hillary, you go girl.Run as hard as you can for president.Play hardball to get your party’s nomination.Do whatever dirty party tricks it takes to knock off what’s-her-name up in Massachusetts, or what’s-his-name out in Montana.Compared to you, they’re a pair of minor league batboys — two lefty Democrats who can’t hit to every field or duck Monica Lewinsky fastballs like you can.Turn it on, Hillary. Spend a billion dollars trying to get your own key to the Oval Office.Crank out two or three more books about all those hard choices you had to make when you were a secretary of state, a U.S. senator and the starving wife of public-servant-in-chief Bill Clinton.Appear on TV with Diane Sawyer every Monday. Use Bill to seduce the big campaign contributors.Deploy Chelsea to explain to the families of those who died at Benghazi why, now that it matters to your future plans, you really do care about what happened there.And if anyone in your party thinks you’re too old, too aloof or too close to Wall Street to win the general election in 2016, sic that old attack dog Carville on them.In case I haven’t made myself clear, Hillary, I want you to run for president.I don’t want any organization on my side of the aisle to oppose your nomination by the Democrats.