Let the predictable sighs and harrumphs go forth (and, really, when was the last time you had a good harrumph?): Hillary Clinton is suggesting that her supporters be allowed to enter her name for nomination at the Democratic Convention. It would supposedly be cathartic for them, while also recognizing Hillary's historic role of being the first woman to blow an almost-certain shot at being the party's standard-bearer.

Meanwhile, nameless advisers are suggesting that the Clinton/Obama breach is not yet fully healed, perhaps because Obama has not yet kept up his part of the bargain to help Hillary retire her campaign debt and Bill is still so stung by accusations of racial insensitivity that he's going around telling anyone who asks that "I'm not a racist," even if the question is something as simple as "paper or plastic?"

Anyway, whatever. It'll be fine. That's what conventions are for. Everyone will come out smiling and pretending they're unified and campaign their little hearts out knowing that three months from now, win or lose, they'll be able to return to the backstabbing and undermining that makes politics so much fun to watch. We say let Hillary's supporters enter her name: We all know that angry women are easily defused by meaningless gestures, so if it gets these yappy broads onside, what could it hurt? And why not? Come November Hillary returns to dealing with difficult issues like the decline of apple farming in the Hudson Valley; would it kill anyone to give her a few final moments where she feels like she finally pulled it off?