Thursday, November 10, 2005

Now that the Republicans are in their Winter of Discontent and are busy either fleeing in the sinking ship or busy purging from their ranks the non-idealogically pure, we of the Bluish persuasion are not supposed to take much glee from it. The world is a dangerous place, they say, and while the GOP has seriously fucked themselves, considering there's still three (!) more years left in the Bush Presidency, it's not good for our country that things are this way. Which is true in a way. We are at war not just in Iraq but with terrorists and you can't but help think that in whatever damp, dark cave (or probably more like Pakistani chalet) Bin Laden is holed up in, he's lighting up a big fat stogy and drinking some champagne in truimph knowing that his little 9/11 stunt managed to do some serious fucking shit up.

To which all I can say is screw that. Karma can be a bitch sometimes and as the Greeks know, when the hubris kicks in, it's nothing but entertaining. Personally, we won't be happy until Rove is getting bitch-slapped by someone in prison, Cheney has to go into hiding for real, and Bush is chased out of DC all tarred and feathered and wearing a sign that says "Worst. President. Ever."

But in all of this hoopla, there's one thing that gives me some pause. Which is this- think of one Democrat who makes your heart go pitter patter and makes you want to go out right now and fight.

Can't do it, can you? Biden? Whatever. Schumer? Putz. Hillary? Too busy trying to appear not scary. Kerry? Blogga, please. Watch any of them on TV and they all look the same- mealy mouthed and whimpy and unable to say anything or think anything that shows even a glimmer of cojones.

Want more evidence? Which Senators are leading the fight against torture? John McCain and Lindsey Graham, two Republicans.

Sigh.

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