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I’ve always marveled that men choose to wear tourniquets around their necks. Given the stated purpose of a tourniquet, the end result is obvious, and confirmed with casual observation of any male politician.
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I saw a news item last night about how Mother Teresa’s order, the Missionaries of Charity, have sent a gaggle of nuns to the violence plagued city of Richmond, California, that lies just up the road from here.
It says a lot about the abject failure of the local government when nuns look at your city as decided that it is so culturally primitive that they need to send missionaries … from Calcutta.
But this is the nature of politics in the Bay Area. Richmond has been a hell hole of violence for the decade I’ve been here, and a fair bit longer than that. City fathers have blamed the situation on everything except the obvious culprits of a cultural tolerance for lawlessness and the lack a police presence suitable for the ongoing crime wave. It certainly isn’t for lack of money, as repeated city hall scandals have shown there is an excess of cash.
Oh Calcutta! You look positively radiant in comparison.
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Virginity is like rotting food in one’s refrigerator: It stinks, is useless, and should be disposed of as soon as possible.
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When will the Democrats learn. 2006 looks to be a repeat of the Republican “rope a dope” strategy that skunked the Dems in 2002 and 2004.
Like Ali luring Frazier into the ropes and wasting his energy with ineffectual punches, the Republicans once again have conned the Democrats into committing voter fatigue. The process is simple, and yet no Democrat strategist seem to understand how thoroughly they have been hoodwinked.
The president allows himself and his policies to be a rhetorical punching bag for two years ahead of the first Tuesday in November. He fumbles, mumbles, and generally looks incompetent. During 22 months the Democrats throw every punch they can, trying all talking points and shouting every invective in their arsenal. By the time September rolls around, Democrat leaders have talked themselves past the attention span of the voters who are now entertained by the lunatic fringe of the left. Shrill cheerleaders become the point-men for the Democrat team and not just the ugly costumed mascots.
It is at the two-month-to-go mark that the White House drops testicles. New evidence of the scope and depth of terrorist activities is released. Republican elders start talking on one or two key points where they have all the strength, and where they shed doubt on the ability of the Democrats. Bush even stands straighter, talks bolder, and looks almost presidential.
Politics is a game of Saints, Sinners, and Saveables. The Saints - the people in your own party - are preached to, making certain the base turns out. Sinners would not vote for you if you bribed them while holding a gun to their head, so they are ignored.
It is the Saveables - the undecided and swing voters - for whom this play is performed. In the end, most voters go with their guts. After months of hearing the Democrats whine, bitch, and screech, swing voters are reintroduced to the Republicans who by virtue of planning, brevity, and seeming resurgence, appear better prepared to hold office. Swing voters go with their guts, and gut instincts are heavily influenced by the most recent information available, which in this case are confident and succinct Republicans and the loose cannons of the Democrats.
I won’t handicap this years race, but I do expect to see the Democrats crying in their chardonnay come November 8th.
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Steve Irwin, the man who waltzed with crocodiles and bitch slapped cobras for fun, was killed by a fish. God’s sense of humor is getting better all the time.
