There are few modern political heroes, but one of mine has definitely been James Carville.

The “Ragin’ Cajun” is the star of the documentary “The War Room” and, although not quite single handedly, he still masterminded former President Bill Clinton’s first campaign for the position of “most powerful man in the world.”  If you haven’t checked out this movie, and don’t mind seeing a Democrat win the presidency, please check it out.

James Carville is whip smart, articulate, and tough as nails. Over the years he’s appeared as the lone liberal on countless Sunday morning political talk shows (not counting any station bias, for those believing in a liberal media) and he filleted right wing punditry better than a master sushi chef on display.

I have held Carville in such high regards for so many years that I even pleaded with him in a letter before the 2004 election to run for president. This is a man who is so cool he appeared in JFK Jr.’s politically inspired magazine, George, where I remember Carville saying if he were elected president, every Tuesday would be red-beans-and-rice day.

Although the menu pleased me, it wouldn’t have been the sole reason he would’ve received my vote. I even love that he married Republican consultant Mary Matalin because it just shows how secure he is in his beliefs.

Alas, after so many years on a pedestal, Mr. Carville has at last finally let me down.

It’s not so much that he called Governor Bill Richardson a traitor (specifically, Judas Iscariot) for endorsing Senator Barack Obama over Senator Hillary Clinton. It’s that he really believes Bill Richardson owes Bill Clinton for "making him."

Talk about worshiping someone. Carville thinks the Clintons anoint people to high positions, not merely appoint worthy leaders.

This reminds me too much of Gloria Steinem’s and other feminist leaders' positions saying that women owe their sister Hillary for the paths she and others laid down and over which we “younger” women gratefully tread. I went to college in Santa Cruz. I know a PC-induced guilt trip when I hear it.

This is one whale of a guilt trip by a certain portion of feminists and now, by the Clinton loyalists.

Who votes for candidates out of a sense of guilt, loyalty, or duty anyway? Though I won’t call James Carville any nasty names, he has fallen from the pedestal I'd foisted him onto.  I’ve had enough of top-down leadership models anyway.

Although rice-and-beans on Tuesday still sound mighty nice to me.

-Citizen Voices blogger Alma Sove has spent most of her life in San Diego and is currently attending law school.