Romney has his VP choice made for him and awkward smiles are the order of the day...

The Paul Ryan era officially kicked off over the weekend with large, enthusiastic crowds of punch-drunk celebrity chasers armed with tiny glowing cameras or awkwardly pointing cell phones, trying desperately to capture a moment, so they could say that they were there that weekend when the turgid and frightening politics of the second decade of the 21^st century became incarnate in the mindlessly grinning Mitt Romney and his side-kick, the smirking brown-noser and career right wing sycophant, Paul Ryan.  Slavish but dimwitted media hordes dutifully reported this arranged marriage as some kind of potential tipping point – “a real game changer”, seemed to be the consensus – and the chattering class on Sunday morning television also had a field day talking about what it all means.  Well, I’m glad they asked. 

Romney was at a point in the campaign where it was becoming clear that he had nothing to offer; no big idea, no grand unified theory, nothing on which to realistically base a national presidential campaign except the simple proposition that he isn’t Obama and, by the way, Obama is a bad guy and a failure and hey, it’s my turn.  Heady stuff for the red meat crowd that reluctantly supported him after the circular firing squad that was the republican primaries but not much to hang your hat on as a substantive plan for the country.

Worse, Mitt was becoming kind of a laughing stock; clinging to his wife on a wave runner with a dopy grin, mumbling gibberish trying to defend his “work” at Bain Capital, trying to figure out a safe place to hide his tax returns, all while secretly attending all night meetings of the Toastmasters Club to polish up his extemporaneous speaking and trying not to sound like a rich privileged dork every time he opened his mouth.  Plus he had Ann with her multiple Cadillacs and dancing horse and hilarious attempt to relate to women by touting her own incredibly privileged life to get some street cred.  No, Mitt had nothing.  He was slipping in the swing-state polls and clearly floundering. 

So the party bosses met, probably in the basement of the Skull & Bones Club at Yale or some other bastion of rich, white men, and – over Cuban cigars and tumblers full of Patron – tossed around a few ideas they hoped would pull poor Mitt’s loafers out of the muck of his stultifying personality. 

The ghost of Ayn Rand haunts places like that; the devil that sits on the shoulders of the powerful to whisper sweet right wing aphorisms into their ears; “Fuck the poor and the doomed”, she whispers.  “They don’t deserve anything but the hideously banal and crushingly awful lives they’ve been given” comes the soft caress of her voice.  “They want YOUR money”, she says and the old white men nod their heads and murmur and grumble and curse just as softly.   “Give the insipid nominee some intellectual heft by choosing one of the party’s young turks, one who worships me as well”, she coyly suggests.

Well, maybe it wasn’t quite like that.  But the choice of weasely tea party pin up boy wonder Ryan surely is either brazen overconfidence in the extent to which the country is pissed off at Obama or a choice intended to give him some seasoning so he’s ready to run in 2016 when they fully expect to have fucked up the country so badly that the democrats are unable to catch their breath until about 2050.  Another four years of John Boner and the rest of the hyena pack snapping at Obama until he’s exhausted might just do the trick, an ominous thought for anyone wanting to live to mid-century with a shred of human dignity.

So enter Paul Ryan, a career politician if there ever was one.   For 14 years he has represented a small wedge of Wisconsin cheese, centered on Janesville, a city of 60-odd thousand people, 92% of whom are white, located near the Illinois border, just south of Lake Koshkonong.   Middle America personified, in more ways than just geography.

 Janesville used to have a big GM plant – the oldest one in North America – cranking out SUVs and employing half the town.  It closed in 2008 as the economy tanked and the market for huge, gas-sucking vehicles collapsed as well.   But today, thanks to federal stimulus money and grants, Janesville has re-invented itself as a logistics and distribution center for the Midwest and is doing OK.  Ironic, it’s fair to say, that the federal government – the one that the tea party rabble love to rail against, that needs to be slashed to the bone to eliminate waste and promote self reliance a la Ayn Rand - saved the town that Ryan represents. 

Just as it’s ironic that, after Ryan’s father died when he was 16, he was able to use social security benefits to go to college – the same social security program that Ryan now insists has to be killed to be saved, privatized, so his Wall Street pals can manage your money for you like the geniuses that they are - allowed him to attend Miami of Ohio University and find his way to D.C., where he has stuck like a burr.

Ryan clearly enjoys the media meme that he’s some kind of budget Yoda, a serious man, a deep thinker, substantive and bi-partisan, etc., etc.  But in his 16 years in congress he has yet to pass one bill of any consequence.  His biggest legislative achievement has been to sponsor a bill re-naming some dismal and forgotten post office building somewhere for his other hero, Ronald Reagan.   

But most damning is his performance during the two-term reign of George the Dull, during which he consistently supported policies – like enormous tax cuts for no apparent reason – that put us in the fiscal mess for which he now has the balls to blame Obama.  Mr. Budgetary Genius voted for two wars during this time and somehow it didn’t occur to him that we might want to figure out some way to pay for them other than to decide 10 years later that the old and the poor and the less-than-rich should be responsible, as if sending their sons and daughters to do the fighting wasn’t contribution enough. 

“America...just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable”
― Hunter S. Thompson 

The nightmare scenario running through my head for the last few nights has been this; they get elected, Mitt drops over dead, and we’re left with an utterly unprepared Paul Ryan and a sinister cabal of neo-con foreign policy and national security advisors scheming in the basement, looking to reignite the drive for American empire in the 21^st century and smite any unruly god damn Arab or other anti-Semite who dares get in the way.  “Mecca this, you swarthy pricks”, they cry as the big board lights up with all manner of military hardware, fine tuned to raise hell.  “And ignore the Russians and the Chinese – they’re atheists or Buddhists or some god damn thing – who cares what they think.”

In his own way, Ryan is just as scary as Sarah Palin was – he just doesn’t give the camo-clad mouth breathers a hard-on, so the danger is more subtle.   But as a fine example of the current republican trend towards the mindless dismantling of government as domestic policy and caged wolverine foreign policy, he’s a bright light shining from inside the beltway, a grinning, genial personification of the new right.

My open letter to Mr Romney...

I just got back from vacation last Sunday at 11:00 PM and, as often happens, wandered around in a fog for about 24 hours before I snapped out of it.  There is something about hours cooped up in the confined and uncomfortable space of an airplane that causes my brain to downshift and my ass to hurt.  I’ve also found that spending a week on the shore of Lake Huron, confining my TV viewing to old movies and swimming everyday also unravels the tightly wound spool of gibberish normally haunting my brain like inter-planetary white noise.   It calms me down and excretes the daily toxins – like someone is sucking the snake bite that threatens to render me comatose.

 So anyway, I was in this semi-blissful state when I went to the mail box to retrieve our daily assortment of largely commercial correspondence.  I grabbed the fistful of brightly colored envelopes with all manner of inducements - subtle and brazen and stupid - and walked back to the house, where I proceeded to absently sort through them before tossing the whole useless pile into the recycling when one in particular caught my eye.   There amidst the coupons for discount manicures and cheap oil changes was a letter – all red, white and blue – from Mr. Mitt Romney, candidate for president.  And it was addressed to me…!

As loyal readers of this hyper-ventilating series of rants know all too well, I am not in Mitt’s demographic, to say the least.  I believe I have made it clear that I think he is a dorky sock-puppet candidate lacking even one original idea, propped up by a bunch of desperate and treacherous bastards who should all be in jail and leading a coalition of greed-heads, delusional religious fanatics and low IQ, mouth-breathing racists.   Clearly Mitt’s fund raising apparatus mistook me for somebody else.   That became obvious as I read his pitiful, patronizing and disingenuous series of clichéd republican talking points, anchored by this stunning paragraph that I may well frame and hang in my office;

 “You are one of our Party’s most prominent members and I would be honored if you would join my team as a major contributor.  Your maximum $5,000 contribution will signal your support for my candidacy and help elect a fiscally conservative Republican with real-world business experience.” 

Geez, once I stopped retching I could just feel the old adrenalin squirt directly into my blood stream until I thought my eyes might pop right out of my vibrating skull.  Seriously, Mitt, I don’t know where to start.  So consider this an open letter in response to your plaintive yet completely devious and phony appeal to the fascists and the tragically ignorant.   

Dear Mitt; Thank you so much for taking the time to send me your heartfelt plea for money, but I think I am going to pass.  I have it on good authority that you and the rest of your swinish cabal raised 100 million dollars in July and since I couldn’t really shake loose much more than $20 bucks I am sure you guys will be OK without it and I’m sure it would just get lost in one of the “small-bill” bags that get tossed in the corner for you to use to pay for scotch and thousand dollar hookers.  That’s American as hell and it’s tempting but not this time. 

And I am a little uneasy with some of aspects of your campaign, to be blunt. 

Your “fuck the doomed” approach to dealing with the unemployed and those less fortunate citizens not born with a thousand dollar Italian tassel loafer in their mouth seems overly harsh to me.  Not everyone who is poor is a shiftless freeloader who is getting what they deserve – a little empathy goes a long way.  And as your more fervent religious supporters may be able to help you understand, there is that whole New Testament thing you may want to brush up on.   Sure, sure; Joe Smith isn’t in there talking to angels.  Still, it does contain a few worthy passages you might find useful.

In your letter you say that you want to “rebuild the foundation of the American economy based on the principles of free enterprise, hard work and innovation” but my understanding of your business experience is that it consists largely of taking advantage of struggling companies by stripping them clean of any valuable assets like a plague of locusts, and shipping their employment overseas.   And forgive me if I hear a little bit of republican fire-up-the-base code in that statement; free enterprise, as opposed to socialism, hard work as opposed to lazy-ass minority welfare cheats and innovation, just to pander to the rich propeller-heads of Silicon Valley.

Then there is your whole-hearted and idiotic embrace of the bug-eyed neo-con denizens of the Bush White House basement to design your foreign policy, which consists primarily of parking an aircraft carrier in the nearest body of water and bombing the shit out of any country that won’t play ball with the moneyed interests of “our party”.   If you had been paying attention at all during the last 10 years you may have noticed that jingoistic belligerence as foreign policy leaves a lot to be desired and there is more to achieving peace in the Middle East than having closeted circle jerks with Netanyahu. 

Two of your “day one” policies also make me queasy; you say you will “begin to eliminate the overregulation that us smothering business growth” and, at the same time, “initiate comprehensive market-driven energy policies to encourage development of American resources”.  That sounds suspiciously like you and your East Texas pals want to start punching wells all over the place, water and air quality and public safety be damned as long as they can turn a quick buck.   I mean really; who wants god damn wind mills cluttering up the landscape and those stupid little electric cars and hybrids.  The only people who drive those are Birkenstock-wearing ex-hippies who probably have a glove box full of pot, right?

But my biggest problem with you and your traitorous allies in congress and across the country is you’re a bunch of stone cold liars.  Your latest advertisement, regarding the Obama administration’s welfare policy is so blatantly false it makes my head hurt.  The porcine little miscreant, Karl Rove, is probably sitting in a bath tub full of warm mayonnaise giggling madly as he fanaticizes about the new republican century – a disturbing image to be sure.  But you guys aren’t going to get away with it.  PT Barnum may have been partially correct when he said there’s a sucker born every minute – if this wasn’t true, Rush Blowhard would be just another pill-popping fat guy loser living in a van down by the river.   But the corollary has also long been held to be just as true – you can’t fool all of the people all of the time. 

So despite the compelling “Please rush” stamp on your return envelope, I won’t be contributing to your sleazy little enterprise, not now and not ever.   If my worst nightmare comes true and you do get elected to “restore America’s greatness", god help us all.

Your pal,

The Barking Dog at the Back Fence  

"Let me tell you how it will be - there's one for you, nineteen for me..."

There are few things I enjoy more than the hue and cry of anguished republicans complaining that the democrats are being meanies.  It really does my heart good.  After watching successive republican Romney surrogates and presidential wanna-be’s bitch-slap Obama for months with no real response in kind, watching them fulminate over some semi-hard hitting campaign ads is deeply satisfying. 

I think the reason it took so long for any kind of systematic democratic reply to the hallucinating fantasies being kicked around the right-wing, nut-case blog-a-sphere is Obama’s people were out of breath from laughing so hard they couldn’t catch their collective breath.  When you go back and look at the sorry-ass collection of delusional knuckleheads trying to win the nomination it’s plain to see the difficulty in taking them seriously.   Michelle Bachman…?  Really…?

But Romney – the fair-haired prince regent-in-waiting who managed to emerge from the sucking mud hole of the primaries – is now right there, walking around spewing whatever fabricated nonsense he’s told to spew so there is finally someone they can take seriously.  And as an extra happy circumstance, he is only slightly less of an amiable dunce than republican Zeus, Ronald Reagan. 

Now we have the patrician Romney complete with Swiss bank accounts, bags of money stashed in The Caymans and Bermuda, and a history of mercilessly managing companies with a slash & burn style that General Sherman would have admired, rolling up the sleeves on his $150 dollar dress shirts so he looks like a regular guy and yammering about Obama being out of touch with ordinary Americans.  I think the silver spoon that he has had in his mouth his whole life has finally pierced his medulla  oblongata.  

The howling shouts of “Hey, that’s not fair…” are only the least offensive of the noxious smoke cloud being generated on Mitt’s behalf as he tries in vain to come up with some plausible reason for defying years of tradition and not releasing his personal tax returns.  His wife, Ann – you know; the one driving Mitt around on a wave runner recently – has as much as said, screw tradition – we’re not giving you anything else.   This is the same woman who tried to portray her life as a stay-at-home- mom, living in luxury at one of the several Romney family compounds as being equivalent to the lives of working mothers across America – the same working mothers who would lose access to health care services like birth control, pap smears and safe, legal abortion, and would be denied the opportunity for equal pay for equal work and have to scramble to find child care if her husband is elected, all in the name of self reliance and personal responsibility.  Yeah, Ann; that really resonates. 

Worse – and, frankly, funnier – are the defenders of Romney’s obfuscation and dissembling over his finances and proposed budgetary priorities; Dick, “The Iguana” Cheney, staunch defender of the constitutional prerogative to torture suspects and send them off blindfolded to the kind of dank and stinking dungeons that probably haunt his dreams, is prominently featured. It’s a pretty sure bet he won’t be joining that bible study group trip to Israel any time soon.  Every terrorist within 500 miles would be strapping on the C-4 and booking a plane ticket.  John Sununu is another distinguished criminal emeritus of the glory years who piped up with some steaming horse shit this week in a stunningly idiotic rant that made the news, if only for being bizarre. 

And Tim Pawlenty, bitter first-loser in the primaries who is still apparently ambitious enough to be hoping for a position in the Romney cabinet, came to the defense of Romney’s fucking horse.  Really, Tim…?   The one for which they claim some kind of cockamamie tax deduction while looking down their nose at “those people” who happen to need government services for something legit – like eating. 

Of course we’ve come to expect people like Rush Blowhard to pontificate loudly to his audience of shut-ins and people wearing tin foil hats – “Why, Obama hates America…unequivocally”, as if the audience knows what that word even means.   And my personal favorite, only because I want to see him cry – is John Boner, Speaker of the House, in a spittle-flecked screed that was priceless, proclaiming that voters don’t want to know about Mitt’s tax returns, they want to know about jobs.  His sudden concern for the jobless would be touching if he and his treasonous cronies hadn’t spent the last three and a half years doing everything in their power to make sure we ended up in just this place at this time – four months to go before the election and the economy is still sputtering.   He contemptuously asked the rhetorical question, why isn’t the president more worried about the jobs of ordinary Americans, and I threw up in my mouth a little bit.  Hey John, in case you forgot, he proposed a job plan – unlike you and McConnell and rest of the Benedict Arnold Society up there on the hill – and you wouldn’t even vote on it.  Where is your proposal, by the way?  (Again, a rhetorical question since it has long been clear you don’t have one.)

No, the only way Obama is going to get anything done, including adding jobs, is if he wins and you and your buddies – young donation-slut Eric Cantor, tea party poster boy, Paul Ryan – all of you, get voted out of the majority and get the hell out of the way.  Then Obama can fail or succeed on the merits of the programs he implements, not because you pink-tie-wearing freaks won’t let him. 

And by the way, Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi, it’s time for you to go too.  I have never been witness to such utterly incompetent party leaders as the two of you.  Pack up your JFK posters and get the hell out of there with them. 

Anyway, where was I?  Ah yes – Romney and his taxes or lack thereof; I say if he doesn’t want to release them he shouldn’t have to – it will provide the big stick to use to make him into a piñata all summer long and provide a lot of laughs to anyone who appreciates irony at its best.

"It's only a lie, if YOU don't believe it..." G. Costanza

I will have to give the republicans credit; they have firm control of their messaging.  While the obtuse yet vapid nominee-in-waiting, Mitt Romney, struggles to put a positive spin on what increasingly appears to be a personal financial plan based largely on dodging taxes with mysterious off shore accounts, his colleagues, minions and surrogates blast away at Obama’s proposal to extend the Bush tax cuts for all income up to $250,000 per year but to restore them for any income in excess of that.  The democrats should be so coherent.   Instead we have the spectacle of 17 members of the House lining up with the crypto-fascists calling for the attorney general’s head on a platter and several cowardly members shamefully voting with the republicans to repeal the ACA and now oppose even this fairly responsible action to meet the ostensibly critical goal of deficit reduction and tax fairness.  I mean, let's face it; if you're bringing in net income over 250k, you're doing OK.

Romney’s struggle is the more amusing of these developments.  Watching him attempt to convince voters that he really has no knowledge of the nature of his tax-sheltered investments, where they are, why they’re there and that, moreover, it’s OK because he hasn’t broken any laws, is like handing the democratic national committee and big stick and saying, “Hit me”.    And they seem to have been able to get their arms around the idea and are calling for him to release his tax returns and explain how his avoiding paying more than 15% tax is patriotically American and appropriate behavior for a presidential candidate.   Good for them; lord knows they have been maddeningly inept at getting a coherent message of their own out even as Mitt and his treacherous cronies have given them a target rich environment that Schwartzkopf would salivate over. 

Mitt still hasn’t given us a single new idea about anything.  He is the personification of the anti-Obama-at-all-costs interests in the country and seems to be against anything and everything that Obama favors.  But asked to lay out a plan for economic progress should he be elected he reverts like Pavlov’s dog to an inane script about cutting taxes and regulations and repealing the health care law; that’s about it.  David Brooks, of the New York Times, insists that Mitt has a health reform plan that he is not yet sharing but that begs the question; what the hell is he waiting for?  Was there ever a better time to offer an alternative to Obamacare than in the immediate aftermath of the recent Supreme Court decision upholding it?  Instead he simply reverted to a vow to repeal it at his first opportunity, offering nothing to replace it even as there is wide agreement among republicans on the need for real reform.  Well, Mitt? 

He, along with every republican talking head in the land, is in a sputtering indignant froth selling the toxic notion – put forth in Justice Roberts’ decision – that the individual mandate is a tax and therefore an Obama flip-flop and broken promise and the largest middle class tax increase every, etc., etc.   Of course it was obvious the minute Roberts upheld the law based on this somewhat twisted notion of a tax that it would be seized upon by the Norquistians and used as a bludgeon.   Even as they were sitting around swilling the good scotch and cursing the day that Roberts was ever confirmed they were plotting to try to turn the tax idea to their advantage.   They conveniently ignore the issue of personal responsibility for the scofflaws as it doesn’t conveniently fit their “Don’t Tread on Me” narrative.  So the party ostensibly committed to libertarian personal responsibility is forced to advocate for leaving the sick and dying in the street to fend for themselves or letting them rip off the rest of us, getting sick on our dime – anything to oppose the POTUS on his main legislative achievement. 

Now that Obama has bitch-slapped them with a new glove – the extension of the Bush tax cuts on income up to $250,000 – the volume of tortured howling from the right has become deafening, with bug-eyed hyperbole and predictions of doom coming from all of the usual suspects.   The irony apparently escapes them, as it often does; Romney is hiding his money in secretive havens more often used by the drug dealers and the BeBe Rebozzo’s of the world than a normal presidential candidate while his party is doing its best to stir up the rabble with over-amped blather about gigantic tax increases and their imminent danger to the economy of the republic – the same economy that they have been blatantly trying to sabotage since 2008.  Statistics show that all of the loudly proclaimed concern for “small businesses” is a complete falsehood – estimates are that only 3% of small business owners will be significantly impacted by the tax and – very important – only on that portion of their net income that exceeds $250,000 per year.  

The level of toxic, treasonous bile coming from the right these days is a clear reflection of the losing streak they are currently on; the ACA, Arizona’s immigration law and now Obama hammers them with this tax issue.  There is a high degree of difficulty associated with their attempt to wiggle free of the pin and despite the millions and millions of dollars they have available, they may not be up to the task.

Now we have the photos of a wet and grinning Mitt, posed Dukakis-like on the back of a wave runner operated by his wife and presumably somewhere off the Hamptons or La Jolla or somewhere else that he has one of his auxiliary homes.  This is the single worst presidential candidate of my life time and the picture of him looking like a duffus clinging to his wife is an apt metaphor for his whole political life.   This is a guy who is running - terrified – from his one and only good idea like it’s a horde of zombies.  His campaign is based on distortion, fear, hatred and a whole series of noxious lies supported by a relative handful of billionaires and abetted by slimy money-grubbing allies in congress who are fighting desperately to carry out their four year-old marching orders; a systematic betrayal of their fellow citizens for the benefit of corporate sponsors and a racist tea party rabble clinging to the hope that things can go back to the way they imagine they used to be.   What a country.  

The Supremes reign supreme...and weirdness ensues.

I should have known when I woke up Wednesday morning in a cold sweat from a feverish dream in which George Will – dressed like Angus Young – was licking Antonin Scalia’s neck with Clarence Thomas singing Windmills of Your Mind in the background that things were about to take a weird turn.  I couldn’t have known just how weird things were going to get though – the media since yesterday morning has been like a terrifying and inexplicable front page of the World Weekly News being read aloud by Chet Huntley on acid.  In other words, thanks to the unexpected courage of Chief Justice John Roberts, the shit has hit the fan.

The ominous tsunami of bad news that has been wounding Obama like so many banderillas is suddenly overshadowed – at least for a few days – by the outraged cries of right wing pundits, congressional drones and empty-headed Faux News commentators as they try to figure out what the fuck happened.  How did their carefully orchestrated take-down of Obama get scuttled by one of their own – a George W. Bush appointee and heretofore conservative stalwart like Roberts?   It is puzzling but certainly not inconceivable if you think about it from his perspective.

Remember that the health care reform law – the ACA – was born out of republican DNA as a response to that uppity bitch, Hillary Clinton, and her bridge-too-far attempt to reform health care in Bill’s first term.  The fundamental aspects of what is derisively called Obamacare came straight from the lineage leading back to Hillarycare that passes right through Romneycare to the present.  And the intensity of the opposition has the same roots, going back to backroom fascist and nativist Bill Kristol, who devised a no holds barred obstructionism-as-policy strategy and whose threats to Bob Dole, waiting in the wings for his chance to run for president, galvanized the entire unruly republican mob, led by Newt Gingrich.  This rabble’s subsequent fervent overreach over Whitewater and Monica Lewinsky’s blow job provides a direct link to the extreme partisanship we see all around us today. 

Roberts is 57 years old and appointed to the court for life.  That could be a hell of a long time, time enough to create a lasting legacy akin to the great Chief Justices of the past.  Does he want his legacy stained by extremist partisans – traitors, really – who expect him to march in lock step, bowing to their every whim?  Probably not.  Instead he has begun what we can only hope becomes a legacy of even-handed, well thought out decisions that aren’t overtly political – a course of action that is anathema to the right wing intelligencia who feel like their ideas, as promulgated on some wrinkled and blood stained piece of ancient parchment somewhere, are the only ones with any merit. 

And that doesn’t take into account hallucinating conservative wing-nut scholars like Michelle Bachman who was quoted as saying – and we’re paraphrasing because her transmission was garbled – “Anytime the Supreme Court renders something constitutional that is clearly unconstitutional, that undermines the credibility of the Supreme Court. I do believe the court's credibility was undermined severely today.”  That counts as a relatively lucid comment from her but illustrates what I call “the new treason”; pseudo-patriotic gibberish hiding what is really borderline sedition and, in some cases, borderline criminal behavior in the name of righteous but poorly thought out principles.  If a Supreme Court decision regarding what is constitutional is subject to a mob gathering with burning torches and political opposition simply saying, “No it isn’t”, what does constitute the rule of law?   Who is going to decide in their stead?  Bachman?  John Boner and the other semi-criminal elements that pretend to represent Americans in Congress?  Grover Norquist?  Newt Gingrich? 

No, Roberts somehow put on his big boy robe and decided to make a decision based on logic as he saw it and more’s the honor in that. 

Meanwhile Scalia and his dim-wit sidekick, Mumbles Thomas, revealed themselves to be the overtly political creatures they are.  Scalia went off on a foaming-at-the-mouth rant about a decision against which he dissented in the question of Arizona’s immigration policy, slamming Obama in a virtually unprecedented partisan screed, essentially accusing Obama of criminality in his executive order imposing aspects of the long-obstructed Dream Act.  Never mind that the issue at hand was an Arizona law regarding overt usurpation of federal laws governing in immigration; Scalia decided to vent.  This is the guy who said that riding out to the lake in Cheney’s four-by-four for a weekend of duck hunting wasn't enough to require him to recuse himself from a case involving the Vice Reptile because they weren't actually sharing a duck blind.

And the weirdness is peaking around the contempt of congress vote against Attorney General Eric Holder, led by oily southern California congressman Darryl Issa, high school dropout and a charter member of jarheads for Nixon.  Issa is a repugnant little creature, who became a multi-millionaire selling car alarms – not exactly a constitutional scholar. 

I have no idea of the details of the infamous botched gun operation in Mexico – "Fast and Furious". I didn't pay any attention to it when it was happening and don’t know the details.  But from what I gather, some kind of sting was initiated during the last days of the Bush administration and carried out by Holder and his justice department brown shirts.  It got screwed up through who-knows-what bureaucratic bumbling and incompetence and then – as is often the case – the pointy-headed apparatchiks running it scattered once the lights came on and a massive cover-your-ass operation swung into action.   

Issa has admitted that there is no evidence for Holder being guilty of anything, nor is there any evidence that the White House was involved in anything remotely resembling a cover up.  Evidently there is still some kind of investigation going on requiring a certain amount of discretion and Holder is not turning over every piece of paper that Issa asked for.  But they have turned over thousands of papers related to the operation, they have agreed to meet privately and provide any information that Issa and his boys want and still they ask for more. 

Now none of this is particularly unusual – the list of Attorney Generals who have dissembled and obfuscated and stone walled etc., is a long list containing the name of virtually every Attorney General who ever served.  But never has congress voted to accuse them of contempt.  Think about that – is this sordid little fuck up so unique and extraordinary that it warrants this blathering partisan outrage?   My guess is, no.  Is it a coincidence that the NRA – a cowering herd of paranoids who spend their weekends firing semi-automatics at imaginary black helicopters – let it be known that anyone who DID NOT VOTE YES for the charge of contempt of congress would be held accountable by them come November?  Is this a congress that represents you?  A sniveling pack of cowards with not 1% of the political courage of John Roberts? 

Of course he does have that “appointed for life” thing going for him – no denying that.  But unless all you ever wanted in life was to be a politician, you just can’t be afraid to have principles and put them on display instead of shoving them into the nearest closet at the slightest hint of political blow back like they were porn tapes and your mother-in-law was pulling into the driveway.   Issa is nothing but a creepy political opportunist who has probably been promised some special donations if he can just hump Obama’s leg like a rabid Pekinese through August and then his work will be done.

I am continually astonished and repulsed by the level of pure hatred overwhelming our national politics in the last 20 years but this nasty grease fire is threatening to burn down the house and the barn and the whole damn works if we don’t all get off our asses and do something about it.  The next few months are crucial.  If Obama loses to Mitt the cyborg, there will be a pall of darkness that falls on this country the likes of which haven’t been seen since 1850.  Republicans with their hair on fire are already talking about taking up arms in rebellion against the tyranny of the Awful Negro.  We’re running out of time to give ourselves a chance for the country we were all expecting in the 21^st century. 

As Obama gets relentlessly pummled, some free campaign advice.

The last couple of weeks have seen some ominous developments in the presidential race as David Axelrod seems to have lost control of the political narrative and Romney surrogates have emerged to savagely bash and batter Obama like a pack of hallucinating Dingoes going after a wounded bandicoot. 

It’s interesting to watch as Tim Pawlenty and Jeb Bush and other prominent conservative voices serve up a strident defense and long-winded interpretations of republican orthodoxy and dogma in place of Romney, who can’t seem to keep his tassel loafer out of his mouth.  

In the aftermath of the Wisconsin recall election, he took to the stump with a wildly off base explanation of Scott Walker’s victory and a barely coherent attack on Obama’s call for an economic policy that stops the bleeding of government jobs and maintains funding for public safety workers, teachers and infrastructure.  His bleating speeches in front of Obama haters were reflexively cheered and applauded, until even Scott Walker himself had to demur and gently disagree with Mitt’s enthusiastic but empty headed ridicule of Obama for wanting to hire more cops and firemen.  Walker may be a union busting fascist but even he knows that, no matter how disgusted the public may be with union over-reach and sense of entitlement, they don’t want fewer cops on the street or people manning the fire stations around town or even teachers to try to educate their children. 

Aside from the consistent blame-the-awful-negro-for-everything strategy barely hidden beneath the surface of much of conservative super-PAC advertising there is also the repeated refrain of failure, failed policies, failed presidency, fail, fail, fail.  And the news that triggered this choking avalanche of overheated rhetoric is last month’s employment report, showing a net job creation of only 69,000 and, worse, extended a downward trend that wiped out the good vibes generated over the winter and which had made Obama look like an easy winner over whoever emerged from the savage slap-fight that the republican primaries devolved into.  

Axelrod seems to be content with a strategy of turning the other cheek, staying calm and carrying on, and that is admirable.  But in the face of this sustained onslaught of lies, hyperbole, distortion and more lies, being presidential and dignified will only keep you from utter disaster and that is not a very promising prescription for winning the election in November.  So in the interest of getting Obama re-elected and fending off the specter of living in a mind-numbing plutocracy for a significant portion of the rest of my life, I am going to help Dave focus on the task at hand and – more importantly – show him how to keep the rats from slowly and viciously eating his candidate’s face while he sleeps.

 Republicans calling Obama a failure while they actively work to obstruct his every initiative and make sure he is a failure is something that needs to be pointed out as the despicable treachery it is.  How can they say his policies failed if they never allowed his policies to be tried?  Isn’t that what elections are for?   If a president’s program is put in place and doesn’t work, that one thing.  Fair enough – let’s try something else.   But since the 2010 mid-term elections Obama’s initiatives have essentially been stopped dead in the water so how can they be deemed to have failed?  Of course, to the Right this is a purely rhetorical question; they’ve failed because we say they have failed and we’re damn proud of it too.

 So certain things need to be pointed out again and again and again over the next six months until even the most dull-witted Faux News consumer can’t help but have the audio running through his head.   Key points the Obama campaign needs to make repeatedly can be divided into three general categories; what I did, who tried to stop me, and who supports my program.   Let’s take the last one first.  

People who support the idea that there has been a fundamentally damaging shift in income and increase in the inequality of income distribution and feel that reforming the tax code to correct this will help the economy include Joseph Stiglitz, Nobel Prize winner, Paul Krugman, Nobel Prize winner and Robert Reich, Labor Secretary under Bill Clinton and professor of economics at UC Berkeley who helped craft economic policy the last time we had a surplus in the Federal budget.   All three of these able men have written that the obsession over the deficit while simultaneously cutting taxes and spending is exactly the wrong thing to do to rev up the economy.   

On the other side we have Grover Norquist, former Nixon-youth, earnest supporter of Ollie North and hater of taxation in any form with or without representation, corporate water-boy Paul Ryan, who has a BA from Miami of Ohio and a Delta Tau Delta pledge pin and whose mysteriously vague budget plan has been enthusiastically endorsed by Mitt Romney for its merciless stripping of any public benefit involving tax money in favor of more corporate largess and assistance to the uber-wealthy, and Michelle Bachman, who has voices in her head and not much else.   The Congressional Budget Office has concluded that Ryan’s budget proposal would be a disaster in terms of public policy for the vast majority of Americans and that Romney’s plan would vastly increase the size of the deficit boogie-man which is allegedly the inspiration for the Right’s current economic prescription.  I think Obama’s team wins this one – they just need to go out and repeat the correct prescription relentlessly.  And they’re not…

Now as to what he can point to as significant achievements, there is a long list and, in one of the many perplexing developments of Obama’s campaign to date, they seem to have a very difficult time coherently laying them out in any kind of easily understood narrative.   I cannot understand either the difficulty or the reluctance to highlight these accomplishments other than the certain knowledge that they will illicit immediate and fiery ridicule – much like the orgy of slash and burn ridicule being ladled onto Obama for an innocuous but clumsy comment attempting to highlight the fact that public sector job loss is an anvil-like drag on the economy due to the deficit cutting frenzy in congress but the private sector is continuing to create new jobs.   As a matter of fact, the private sector has created 3.7 million new jobs since the president took office – the strangulation of the public sector has lost 500,000. 

Bob Cesca, of The Hufffington Post, laid out the balance of the positive side of the ledger quite concisely recently so, rather than re-inventing the wheel;  "GDP is growing steadily, though still sluggish. Jobs are being added every month. Unemployment is slowly declining. The deficit is shrinking. Middle and working class taxes are lower. Inflation is nearly an entire percentage point below the average that began in the middle 1920s (long term average is 3.43%, while our current rate is 2.3% and dropping). The price of oil dropped below $90 last week and stockpiles are huge -- the highest level in 22 years. New home sales are up by 10 percent over a year ago. Moody's Analytics called this a "genuine rebound" in housing, and mortgage rates remain tantalizingly low. Consumer debt is declining and corporate profits -- despite the president's false reputation as a profit-hating commie -- are nearly double what they were in the boom times of 1999. 9.75 percent at the end of 2011, compared with 5.7 percent in the final quarter of 1999. The Dow has doubled since the deepest, darkest days of the Great Recession and some analysts suggest that the DJIA should be around 20,000, not 13,000, given all of these positive indicators."  That seems pretty clear – why aren’t they able to put this into a speech to counter-act all of the determined republican dissemination of fear and doom and failure?  Obama’s administration has the lowest annualized rate of growth in government spending of any modern president – look it up.

And the third – and, I think, crucial leg of this stool is to highlight the willful obstructionism of the republican party as an institution since the day he was elected.  As a matter of fact, the plan to fight everything Obama proposed probably started among the pale underbelly of the republican party the day a delirious John McCain proudly announced Sarah Palin as his running mate.   The full extent of this traitorous behavior is almost too much to get one’s arms around.  But just to scratch the surface, on January 20^th, 2009, a meeting was held in Washington and attended by the leading lights of the republican congressional delegation, along with Newt Gingrich.  At this meeting it was decided that they would do everything in their power to sabotage Obama at every turn, regardless of the consequences.   They vowed to challenge the democrats on every single bill and show unyielding and complete opposition to every Obama policy proposal.   The same cabal of republicans who supported all of the Bush/Cheney policies leading to the economic crisis; the Bush tax cuts, war in Iraq and Afghanistan with no way to pay for it, and completely unregulated financial markets ,now reversed themselves, even opposing Obama's national security initiatives.  According to the Dailey Kos,

“Senators: Jim DeMint, Jon Kyl, Tom Coburn, John Ensign, and Bob Corker have:

- Filibustered more Bills (over 300) than any Congress combined in US History.
- Voted NO on every single piece of Legislation brought to the Floor including:

NO on Al Franken's Anti-Rape Amendment,
NO on Lilly Ledbetter,
NO on Fair Pay Act,
NO on Anti-Outsourcing Bill (2010)”

In addition, there’s this, also from The Dailey Kos report; “Representatives: Paul Ryan, Eric Cantor, Kevin McCarthy, Rep. Pete Sessions, Jeb Hensarling, Pete Hoekstra and Dan Lungren have voted NO on every single piece of Legislation including:

NO on increasing FEMA during natural disasters

This opposition seems almost unbelievable coming from the same people who form a cock-a-mamie Greek Chorus filling the airwaves every day with incessant criticism and the idea that Obama’s policies are ruining the economy.  Sadly it’s a strategy that seems to be working.  The last week or so has seen the media – perhaps sensing Obama’s vulnerability – practically teeing up questions for these right-wing liars and handing them the driver.  And there seems to be a determined attempt to rehabilitate the Bush family's image.  Even as George the Dull has the lowest post-presidency approval rating of the modern era - and well deserved - brother Jeb goes on Charlie Rose and defends him as best he can for god knows what reason.  Poppy is treated like some kind of weird elder statesman instead of the sinister criminal he really is.  It's all part of the same attempt to convince American voters that even the foulest examples of republican duplicity and irresponsibility are "good guys".   

If Obama’s campaign people were able to effectively counter all of this blather with a sustained response it wouldn’t be so frightening.  But they have seemed remarkably inept and unfocused and have ceded the high ground to Mitt Fucking Romney of all people, the most vacuous, empty, unprincipled republican nominee I can ever remember who wanders bug-eyed from event to event, tie carefully loosened, spewing the chosen nonsense of the day with impunity.   

Meanwhile it was reported today that republican-supporting PACs, billionaires and supporting organizations have exceeded the fund raising of their democratic counterparts by 8 to 1, virtually insuring that their message will continue to prevail unless we all get off our asses and do something about it.  I, for one, intend to do just that.  

The Sun Never Sets on Republican Ridicule of Alternative Energy

I’m not sure why the putrid scent of desperation still clings to the republicans at a time when Team Obama is treading water, at best, and hoping like hell that something can kick the economy back into gear.  But it is.  Yesterday, a few miles across the Dumbarton Bridge, with the glow of Facebook world headquarters visible in the distance, empty suit Mitt Romney stood on a dusty road shoulder presiding over a hastily organized photo op in front of the now shuttered remnants of ill-fated solar manufacturer Solyndra’s facility, flogging the dead horse of this poster child to Obama’s "failed energy policy and economic cronyism".  Nice try, Mitt, but in case you didn't notice, the horse is dead.

At the same time another of the many republican media hacks, syndicated columnist Victor Davis Hanson, published an op-ed in the San Jose Mercury essentially calling the Obama cabinet a pack of criminals and bumbling fools.  This hyperbolic characterization mostly stems from their various human foibles and clearly defensible policy decisions with which he happens to disagree, including funding of alternative energy projects at the expense of more generous subsidies for big oil.  This fixation with Solyndra puzzles me.

Isn’t the fundamental principle underlying the unfettered capitalism favored by the republican party for the last 50 years embodied in the concept, big risk / big reward?   Since when does their economic philosophy include punishing risky investment in pursuit of a huge reward?  Is it only when the risk is born by the public and the reward is reserved for corporations, private investors and heartless bastards like himself that failure is acceptable?   In regards Solyndra, to paraphrase Otter in the movie, Animal House, let’s face it; we fucked up – we trusted them.   The clowns at Solyndra probably weren’t the horse to bet on.  But the right wing is determined to repeatedly run over the horse with bulldozers to make their point. 

What strikes me is the fervor with which the republicans attack this particular misstep.  It not only serves as a surrogate for Obama economic policy in general, it allows republicans to reinforce the notion that the very idea of alternative energy production is quaint but naïve and provides an opening for them to pimp for the oil company benefactors that keep them in business.   Hanson’s column goes so far as to suggest that the US has the largest oil and gas reserves in the Western world and all of our problems would be solved if we could just have unobstructed drilling and exploitation of those reserves anywhere they occur.  He is dismissive of any ecological concerns that get in the way of “progress” and has a scorched earth development philosophy that would make James Watt blush.   He trots out 20 year old tax liens and assorted other horseshit accusations in the pursuit of partisan advantage, while never mentioning the jackals on Wall Street who precipitated the economic crisis for which he and Mitt are so eager to blame Obama. 

Is that all you’ve got?  Seriously?   Or let me ask it this way; what’s your best idea, Mitt?  Just give us one. 

OK, while we wait for that, why don’t we cut to the chase?   Romney appeals to two segments of the republican party; the stiff-collared patrician, Bill Buckley, conservative wing and the we-hate-that goddamn-negro-Obama wing and that’s pretty much it.  This current push is to try to convince the independents who voted for Obama last time that he had his chance and blew it and now they need to turn the ball over to the Mitt-ster so he can try to use his knuckle-curve to get us out of the mess.  This is the danger for Obama – he has to convince those people that it will all still work; he just needs another year.  And the sad truth is, as slow as it is, the housing market – the overwhelming drag on the economy – is recovering, albeit way too slowly for most people to notice.   So if Mitt does happen to win, he could be as ineffective as King Edward II and if the housing market improves enough to pull the economy out of the doldrums he can stage-dive off the White House balcony and adoring crowds would probably carry him up Pennsylvania Avenue – life’s a bitch, Barack, but it is what it is.

That’s why you need to push Boner and McConnell and the other traitorous swine in congress relentlessly through the summer and talk jobs, jobs, jobs.  Screw the deficit.  That’s all bullshit and an underhanded way for the republicans to accomplish their long-dreamed of social engineering in the name of responsible governing and conservative austerity; also bullshit, as both Paul Krugman and Robert Reich will testify.  You need to hitch the wagon to those guys, drop any impulse towards cooperation and collegiality with the donkeys in the House and put the hammer down.  Otherwise your legacy may end up being the unpopular, one-term guy who just happened to save the country from doom.