The XX Factor: What women really think.

With Apologies to the Good People of Guam ...

A question for all of you: At what point does it become socially acceptable to admit that one is no longer interested in the Democratic primary? And at what point will newspapers stop treating the subject as if it should still be the focus of national attention? I rather thought we had passed this juncture a month ago when Nora Ephron, speaking for millions, described the primary as an "unending last episode of Survivor. They're eating rats and they're frying bugs and they're frying rats and they're eating buts; no one is ever going to get off the island and I can't take it anymore."

And yet it goes on: We've now had the Rev. Wright scandal not once, but twice. We've now had major newspaper and political blog coverage of the Guam primary, where the Hillary campaign declared that their candidate had "historic ties" to the island, Obama won by seven votes, and an apparently astonishing 4,500 people turned out for the election. The same observations about both candidates get recycled in different ways, to the point at which it's not worth reading the newspaper anymore.

The truth is that there wasn't—let's face it—that much new that we were ever going to learn about Hillary Clinton during this campaign: We already know more intimate details about her life than most of us know about most of our best friends. The excitement of the early part of the primary was learning about Obama and watching him draw even with Hillary. But that moment has passed, and we aren't going to learn anything else about him until we see him debate John McCain. Nevertheless, I have the feeling that one still isn't quite allowed to say any of this in public, as a degree of earnest political involvement is expected, at least from "Slate's women," and other community-spirited folk. Or am I wrong?