Now that Rick “The Saint” Santorum has finally sobered up
and realized he had as much chance of being elected president as some guy named
Abdul has of being the next pope, the race for president has crystallized into
a two man race between Obama and Romney.
The frantic republicans are scurrying around searching for some issue
that will resonate with voters, apparently realizing that, “things aren’t as
good as we think they should be” isn’t it.
And they’re having a tough time; gas prices seem to be dropping and
experts predict they will continue to drop absent Iran doing something suicidal
and stupid. This deflates the bogus, “Obama
is causing gas prices to rise” rhetoric and takes away the “drill, baby, drill”
urgency and trumped up pseudo-patriotic rants of oil soaked lobbyists and their
insipid sycophants in congress. Iraq is typically restive but not on
fire. North Korea-The Axis of Bumbling - had their giant firework go sideways. Our
economic nemesis, China, is experiencing slowing growth which isn’t a good
thing for us but as long as they don’t start redeeming 10 year T-bills we’ll probably
be OK. There just isn’t a lot of
traction for the Romney juggernaught to get some momentum.
But I can’t help feeling that the incessant drum beat from
the left about this “war on women” is counterproductive – the horse is dead;
you can stop hitting it anytime now.
Are there any conscious women in America who need to be convinced? I don’t think so. So get off it already. I’m sure some propeller head at democratic headquarters
thinks it’s a swell fund raising tool – maybe it is. But it makes them look like hysterical opportunists
working to exploit an issue that is already right there for all to see. I don’t need 10 hyperventilating emails every
day telling me what brain-dead assholes they are. We get it.
And worst of all is the issue now bubbling away around the
comments made by Hillary Rosen, questioning Ann Romney trying to portray
herself as every woman and defend the essentially indefensible positions of her
husband’s party. Rosen said – quite justifiably
– that Ann Romney shouldn’t be trying to come off as being a typical woman who
understands and relates to women’s issues when she is married to a
multi-millionaire and who never worked a day in her life. Suddenly the media jackals and hyenas pounced
on her and the indignant bleating and wailing was heard to echo across the
land. Of course we expect Faux News and
other empty-headed news organizations to seize on this as some kind of bell
weather issue and try to stir up controversy for its own sake. And I understand the Obamas’ reluctance to
embrace the rhetorical high hard one just for political comity. But really; do we have to trip over each
other apologizing to imaginary, infuriated soccer mom's and hard working June Cleavers over it? IT’S
TRUE, for Christ’s sake! She can’t know
what it’s like to have to choose between her job and her day care and her kids
and the baby sitter's money. The Romney’s probably
had an upstairs freakin’ maid for all we know.
What are you apologizing for?
Isn’t this right in our wheelhouse; the out of touch
patrician Romneys clumsily trying to appeal to every day 99% blue collar
voters? This is so typical of the
democrats, who can’t seem to throw a punch even as they are getting stomped to
death, and then when to do get in a crisp, left hook that connects they are
mortified that they resorted to such tactics and apologize, all while the
opponent is getting up and pulling a Crocodile Dundee knife to eviscerate them.
Obama should, by all rights, be able to beat this guy. And if he does – in the face of the most
disloyal opposition in the country’s history – it would be an historic
achievement. I get the feeling he knows
enough not to bring a knife to a gun fight and I trust him – for the most part –
to be able to take care of his business.
But Barack – for god’s sake – get some people with some balls on the
team. We don’t want a bunch of
stammering nice guys slap-fighting with Karl Rove and the Koch brothers and the
rest of these savage dingoes. They’ll eat your children just like Idi
Amin. You need the democratic equivalent
– and I can’t believe I’m saying this – to Newt Gingrich; a half mad bull
terrier to chase Mitt right down the god damned driveway and not let him get
away with pissing in the flower bed. I’m
kinda busy right now or I’d volunteer for the job myself but call me in August
for the stretch run.
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