Is John Bolton About To Be "Hustlered"?

How desperate are Senate Dems to stop the nomination of John Bolton as U.S. Ambassador to the United Nations now that it has made it out of the Foreign Relations Committee to the Senate floor? They're wheeling out their REALLY big gun.

Enter Democratic Party investigative pornographer Larry Flynt - whose probe into the private lives of top Republicans during the Clinton impeachment battle led to the resignation of House Speaker Robert Livingston.

The [mud]-digging Democrat, who offered $10 million dollars for naked photos of the Bush twins in 2001, has called on the Senate Foreign Relations Committee to conduct a full inquiry into the curcumstances of Bolton's 1982 divorce.

Over at [Err] America - the DNC's primary talk radio outlet - host Janeane Garafalo gleefully touted Flynt's involvement Thursday night.

It almost makes you wonder how many of these people even remember to what job Mr. Bolton has been appointed, doesn't it? This has moved far beyond simply denying the President a given appointment, especially since the Democrats, barring a filibuster, really have no means of stopping his confirmation. Bolton has become an effigy of George Bush himself, and they are determined to completely ruin his life regardless of whether he ends up moving to Turtle Bay.

Almost, that is (to quote Foghorn Leghorn). As Mark Steyn reminds us today, with Democrats the ideological is always mixed in with the personal, because for them there is no distinction between the two:

Writing of near-Ambassador Bolton's difficulty getting his paperwork stamped by the Foreign Relations Committee, National Review's Cliff May observed that "the real debate is between those who think the U.N. needs reform - and those who think the U.S. needs reform.''

Very true. Senator George Voinovich, one of those "maverick Republicans" the press goes goo-goo over, seems to believe, as Cliff May puts it, "that the problem is more American 'unilateralism' than U.N. corruption, immorality, anti-Americanism and ineptitude."

On the face of it, this shouldn't be a difficult choice, even for as uncurious a squish as Voinovich. Whatever one feels about it, the United States manages to function. The U.N. apparatus doesn't. Indeed, the United States does the U.N.'s job better than the U.N. does. The part of the tsunami aid operation that worked was the first few days, when America, Australia and a handful of other nations improvised instant and effective emergency relief operations that did things like, you know, save lives, rescue people, restore water supply, etc. Then the poseurs of the transnational bureaucracy took over, held press conferences demanding that stingy Westerners needed to give more and more and more, and the usual incompetence and corruption followed.

But none of that matters. As the grotesque charade Voinovich and his Democrat chums have inflicted on us demonstrates, all that the so-called "multilateralists" require is that we be polite and deferential to the transnational establishment regardless of how useless it is. What matters in global diplomacy is that you pledge support rather than give any. Thus, Bolton would have no problem getting nominated as U.N. ambassador if he were more like Paul Martin....

John Bolton's sin is to have spoken the truth about the international system rather than the myths to which photo-oppers like the Canadian prime minister defer. As a consequence, he's being treated like a container of Western aid being processed by Indonesian customs. Customs Inspector Joe Biden and Junior Clerk Voinovich spent two months trying to come up with reasons why Bolton's paperwork is inadequate and demanding to know why he hasn't filled out his RU1-2. An RU1-2 is the official international bureaucrat's form reassuring the global community that he'll continue to peddle all the polite fictions, no matter how self-evidently risible they are. John Bolton isn't one, too. That's why we need him.

And why, before they're through, the Democrats will depict him raping baby seals with toilet plungers while being sucked off by a trained doberman wearing a Margaret Thatcher halloween mask. Unless, you know, Mr. Flynt's capacity for creative imagination has atrophied as much as the rest of him.

Another instance where even the RINO outrage threshold (assuming there is one), ought to be exceeded. Even that of George Voinovich.

Assuming he doesn't have a Margaret Thatcher costume in the back of his closet. I wouldn't put it past Mr. Flynt to have one planted there, just in case.