A Political Suicide Pact
The wonder isn't that NRO's Byron York got into MoveOn.org's "Rally for Fair Judges," held yesterday at the Washington Court Hotel near the Capitol, but that he managed to get out with his nuts intact.
I don’t know how much “analysis” can really be applied to these quotes. Indeed, reading through York’s article is like beholding a series of automobile accident photos, or the scene at the end of Jaws where Quint gets bitten in half by the great white shark – gruesome from the standpoint of the health of our two-party system, but fun in the sense of the DisLoyal Opposition setting raucous sail for political oblivion.
Why do I say that? Because Senators “Dirty Harry” Reid, Teddy Kennedy, Medusa Clinton, Babsy Boxer, “Leaky” Leahy, Durbin Dick, Chucky Schumer, and Adolph Byrd not only attended, but addressed the crowd of Moore-ons with the same maniacal fervor.
The Kleagle appeared to think he was at a religious revival.
"Praise God!" Byrd yelled as he waved the copy of the Constitution he famously keeps in his coat pocket. "Hallelujah!"
The crowd erupted into hearty cheers. Byrd denounced what he called a Republican plan to "pack the courts" and said that, "our Constitution is under attack." He exhorted everyone to take action.
"Speak out!"
"Tell the people!"
"We can't let them do it!"
Not for the first time do I find myself wondering whether they’ve all fallen into some sort of alternate comic book reality where good guys where funny, caped long underwear and villains twist their handlebar mustaches and exclaim, “BWA-HA-HA-HA!”
It’s a pity nobody checked Uncle Teddy’s shorts. Ditto asking Byrd just exactly when the President proposed creating additional federal judgeships in lieu of appointing conservative nominees to the slots already available.
Frankly, the Constitution is under far greater attack just being carried around in Byrd’s pocket than it’ll ever be from the GOP.
"You started a movement," Durbin told the crowd.
"Yes!" shouted Byrd.
"When I look at the people assembled here, I'm looking at democracy."
"Tell it!" shouted Byrd.
"It's about freedom," Durbin said.
"Yes!" shouted Byrd.
None of those people would recognize democracy if it bit them all in the ass – which, in Iraq, is precisely what it did. They think democracy is any system that puts and keeps them in power.
What Durbin Dick was looking at was an insurgency without AK-47s and IEDs.
And don’t count on that lack lasting for very much longer.
When MoveOn organizer Ben Brandzel warmed up the crowd by vowing that he would not surrender to a president trying to "sell out our democracy for right-wing corporate hack judges," Byrd yelled out, "No!"
"That's right, Senator Byrd," Brandzel said, looking a bit surprised.
Oh, that’s right, they also think “democracy” is any system that produces the legislative outcomes they favor. Such has preventing the de-packing of the courts of robed tyrants who arrogate to themselves the right to flatten democracy in favor of their own extremist diktats.
Kennedy, for example, referred to Barbara Boxer as Barbara Mikulski. He referred to William Myers, the Bush judicial nominee, as William Morris. And he kept telling the crowd to "speak truth to justice," apparently confusing that with the more common liberal exhortation to "speak truth to power."
I guess happy hour came a little early yesterday.
Schumer, normally one of the more forceful advocates against the President's judicial nominees, suffered a terrible case of mixed metaphors when he brought up the Founders' hope that the Senate would be the "cooling saucer" for political passions. Not anymore, Schumer said, now that Republicans want to turn the saucer into "the rubber stamp of dictatorship" and the country into a "banana republic."
Maybe he meant “flying saucer.” I’m sure one of them must have shown up at these proceedings at some point.
A “banana republic,” BTW, was also what Durbin Dick was looking at.
Even Mrs. Clinton seemed slightly off balance, managing to commingle Marx, the filibuster, and Jimmy Stewart when she charged that Republicans planned "to consign 'Mr. Smith Goes to Washington' to the dustbin of history."
Um…no, I don’t have the slightest idea what point she was making, either....
[UPDATE: I've since acquired the reference, that being "Mr. Smith" turning into Zell Miller once he got to Washington and launching filibuster after filibuster. Of course, what Mr. Smith was appalled by and fighting against was precisely the sort of corruption real-life Democrats represent. Also he was filibustering legislation, not confirmations. So Mrs. Clinton's attempt at profundity was still completely incoherent.]
....Actually, I’m surprised she let herself be seen here. She better hope York wasn’t packing a digital camera.
How crazy was this Nuremburg-on-the-Potomac? Senator Boxer, who in a lot of ways resembles Carol Burnett’s old Eunice Higgins character, was the most lucid speaker of the bunch.
And she called the 87-year-old Grand Exalted Imperial Omnipotent Stomper slumped over on the dais next to her “the love of my life.”
"I thought I knew everything [when she first went to the Senate in 1993 – you remember, when the Democrats were still the majority]. I didn't get it. I'm here to say I was totally wrong [now that the Democrats aren’t in the majority and won’t be for the foreseeable future]."
God, it sounds like an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting.
Newsmax added:
Boxer also announced that she doesn't recognize Republican Senator “Snarlin’Arlen” Specter as the legitimate chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, and instead takes her marching orders from ranking Democrat Pat "Leaky" Leahy.
"I call him my chairman of the Judiciary Committee, because I don't recognize anyone else," she explained.
Hey, I said she was the most lucid of the bunch, not that she was actually lucid.
But it was a very telling moment of candor. The Democrat Party, now completely in the grip of the totalitarianist moveon-niks, doesn’t recognize any political opposition to them and their radically reactionary, out-of-the-mainstream agenda as “legitimate.”
And yet they bill themselves as the defenders of “democracy.”
To borrow a George Carlin line in a way he never would have intended, "They’re [BLEEP]ing nuts." Every last one of them.
And, most likely, in four years they’re going to be running the country again.
If that doesn’t clear up your sinus congestion, nothing will.
I don’t know how much “analysis” can really be applied to these quotes. Indeed, reading through York’s article is like beholding a series of automobile accident photos, or the scene at the end of Jaws where Quint gets bitten in half by the great white shark – gruesome from the standpoint of the health of our two-party system, but fun in the sense of the DisLoyal Opposition setting raucous sail for political oblivion.
Why do I say that? Because Senators “Dirty Harry” Reid, Teddy Kennedy, Medusa Clinton, Babsy Boxer, “Leaky” Leahy, Durbin Dick, Chucky Schumer, and Adolph Byrd not only attended, but addressed the crowd of Moore-ons with the same maniacal fervor.
The Kleagle appeared to think he was at a religious revival.
"Praise God!" Byrd yelled as he waved the copy of the Constitution he famously keeps in his coat pocket. "Hallelujah!"
The crowd erupted into hearty cheers. Byrd denounced what he called a Republican plan to "pack the courts" and said that, "our Constitution is under attack." He exhorted everyone to take action.
"Speak out!"
"Tell the people!"
"We can't let them do it!"
Not for the first time do I find myself wondering whether they’ve all fallen into some sort of alternate comic book reality where good guys where funny, caped long underwear and villains twist their handlebar mustaches and exclaim, “BWA-HA-HA-HA!”
It’s a pity nobody checked Uncle Teddy’s shorts. Ditto asking Byrd just exactly when the President proposed creating additional federal judgeships in lieu of appointing conservative nominees to the slots already available.
Frankly, the Constitution is under far greater attack just being carried around in Byrd’s pocket than it’ll ever be from the GOP.
"You started a movement," Durbin told the crowd.
"Yes!" shouted Byrd.
"When I look at the people assembled here, I'm looking at democracy."
"Tell it!" shouted Byrd.
"It's about freedom," Durbin said.
"Yes!" shouted Byrd.
None of those people would recognize democracy if it bit them all in the ass – which, in Iraq, is precisely what it did. They think democracy is any system that puts and keeps them in power.
What Durbin Dick was looking at was an insurgency without AK-47s and IEDs.
And don’t count on that lack lasting for very much longer.
When MoveOn organizer Ben Brandzel warmed up the crowd by vowing that he would not surrender to a president trying to "sell out our democracy for right-wing corporate hack judges," Byrd yelled out, "No!"
"That's right, Senator Byrd," Brandzel said, looking a bit surprised.
Oh, that’s right, they also think “democracy” is any system that produces the legislative outcomes they favor. Such has preventing the de-packing of the courts of robed tyrants who arrogate to themselves the right to flatten democracy in favor of their own extremist diktats.
Kennedy, for example, referred to Barbara Boxer as Barbara Mikulski. He referred to William Myers, the Bush judicial nominee, as William Morris. And he kept telling the crowd to "speak truth to justice," apparently confusing that with the more common liberal exhortation to "speak truth to power."
I guess happy hour came a little early yesterday.
Schumer, normally one of the more forceful advocates against the President's judicial nominees, suffered a terrible case of mixed metaphors when he brought up the Founders' hope that the Senate would be the "cooling saucer" for political passions. Not anymore, Schumer said, now that Republicans want to turn the saucer into "the rubber stamp of dictatorship" and the country into a "banana republic."
Maybe he meant “flying saucer.” I’m sure one of them must have shown up at these proceedings at some point.
A “banana republic,” BTW, was also what Durbin Dick was looking at.
Even Mrs. Clinton seemed slightly off balance, managing to commingle Marx, the filibuster, and Jimmy Stewart when she charged that Republicans planned "to consign 'Mr. Smith Goes to Washington' to the dustbin of history."
Um…no, I don’t have the slightest idea what point she was making, either....
[UPDATE: I've since acquired the reference, that being "Mr. Smith" turning into Zell Miller once he got to Washington and launching filibuster after filibuster. Of course, what Mr. Smith was appalled by and fighting against was precisely the sort of corruption real-life Democrats represent. Also he was filibustering legislation, not confirmations. So Mrs. Clinton's attempt at profundity was still completely incoherent.]
....Actually, I’m surprised she let herself be seen here. She better hope York wasn’t packing a digital camera.
How crazy was this Nuremburg-on-the-Potomac? Senator Boxer, who in a lot of ways resembles Carol Burnett’s old Eunice Higgins character, was the most lucid speaker of the bunch.
And she called the 87-year-old Grand Exalted Imperial Omnipotent Stomper slumped over on the dais next to her “the love of my life.”
"I thought I knew everything [when she first went to the Senate in 1993 – you remember, when the Democrats were still the majority]. I didn't get it. I'm here to say I was totally wrong [now that the Democrats aren’t in the majority and won’t be for the foreseeable future]."
God, it sounds like an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting.
Newsmax added:
Boxer also announced that she doesn't recognize Republican Senator “Snarlin’Arlen” Specter as the legitimate chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, and instead takes her marching orders from ranking Democrat Pat "Leaky" Leahy.
"I call him my chairman of the Judiciary Committee, because I don't recognize anyone else," she explained.
Hey, I said she was the most lucid of the bunch, not that she was actually lucid.
But it was a very telling moment of candor. The Democrat Party, now completely in the grip of the totalitarianist moveon-niks, doesn’t recognize any political opposition to them and their radically reactionary, out-of-the-mainstream agenda as “legitimate.”
And yet they bill themselves as the defenders of “democracy.”
To borrow a George Carlin line in a way he never would have intended, "They’re [BLEEP]ing nuts." Every last one of them.
And, most likely, in four years they’re going to be running the country again.
If that doesn’t clear up your sinus congestion, nothing will.
posted by JASmius at 12:02 PM
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