Elephants in Sheep's Clothing
"Political courage is not political suicide."
Meanwhile back at the implosion....
They're wondering how this catastrophe could have possibly happened; how everything could have gone so dreadfully wrong. Is there any way to undo this electoral thunderclap? They tried all the devious devices at their disposal in the last election. Suppressing the vote didn't work. Their unlimited campaign coffers weren't of much help. Their fake polls and propaganda proved utterly worthless. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE???
If you take a good look at history it's fairly easy to see why this is happening. In fact, it was almost inevitable. The seeds of self-destruction for the Republicans can be traced all the way back to the mid nineteen-sixties. When President Johnson brought the Civil and Voting Rights Acts into being - laws specifically designed to protect and uphold the elemental rights of KNEE-GROWS in American society - the racist "Dixiecrats", who had been an albatross around the neck of the Democrats since their inception in the early nineteenth century, went positively apoplectic in rage and disgust. In less than a decade they were gone, fleeing into the welcome and loving arms of the GOP.
In the ensuing years they managed to (somewhat) tone down the racism. Oh, it was still there alright; always bubbling just beneath the surface of their rancid stew. They merely were able to camouflage the hatred with clever, symbolic gestures - such as when Ronald Reagan launched his 1980 campaign for the presidency from Philadelphia. And I'm not referring to the City of Brotherly Love in Pennsylvania. I'm referring to Philadelphia, Mississippi, an unremarkable little stain on the map that was famous for one event only: the brutal slayings there of three civil rights workers in the summer of 1964. It was Ronnie's slick little way of letting the nice folks in dear old Dixie know that Jim Crow would be given the red carper treatment in his White House. The message was about as subtle as a fiery cross - and it worked better than anyone anticipated. A generation later, many of der Gipper's ideological heirs are attempting to repeal the Voting Rights Act of 1965 as "unconstitutional". Ain't that a knee-slapper?
Had LBJ been unsuccessful in making civil and voting rights possible, there is little doubt that Barack Obama's career as a politician would have ended in Chicago. This very fact drives the right wing nuts. When Reagan campaigned for Barry Goldwater in 1964, his main bone of contention against the administration of Lyndon Johnson was "socialized medicine" (Medicare) and "states rights" (civil rights). Back then, the message of the right wing was a lot more subtle than it is today. Those were the days. my friend!
Fast forward a half-century later. In the early nineteen-hundreds, the first President Roosevelt coined the term "lunatic fringe". One-hundred years later the fringe has gone mainstream. As the old joke goes, "the lunatics have taken over the asylum". This is the dilemma that the movers and shakers inside the Weird Old Party find themselves in. It was demonstrated hilariously during last year's campaign. They know damned well that unless they moderate, George W. Bush will me remembered in history as "The Last Republican President" (the title of the first piece I ever wrote on this site).
The problem is that their party has been taken over by intellectually deficient hotheads who should be fitted for straitjackets. That is why Eric Cantor is now attempting to sugarcoat the agenda. That is why Karl Rove is now trying desperately to keep the tea party loonies off the ballot. I don't think their scheme is going to work this time. Not only have the lunatics taken over the asylum, they're writing the freaking prescriptions.
Here is how out-of-touch with reality they have become: Ninety-nine percent of the American people are in favor of universal background checks for anyone who would attempt to purchase a handgun. And yet, inexplicably, right wing politicians (and that number includes a few Democrats) have chosen to side with the seven percent who would have you believe that the government is within days of sending a squadron of predator drones into Anytown, USA. Medications please.
I don't envy Karl Rove and Eric Cantor. They're both walking on cracked eggshells these days and it's quite an amusing thing to watch. They have the tricky task of trying to make their extreme agenda appear more palatable to voters with IQ's above room temperature. That's the only course they have. They don't dare attempt to reposition their party even half-an-inch toward the center. Such a move would surely cause a massive freakout among the crazies, risking a third party uprising and dooming the Republican party in the process. Rove has been described by some as a "political genius". Hats off to him if he can slither his way out of this one.
Keep your eyes on the faces carved into Mount Rushmore. They were sculpted to last for several millennium but I'm not too sure about that. Don't be surprised if, any day now, the jaws on the images of Teddy Roosevelt and Abe Lincoln come crashing to the ground.
I have been called to task by a few readers of this site for not deleting some of the more rabid freaks who insist on posting their "thoughts" in the comments section. There are two reasons why I will not delete anyone. One of the reasons is that I am a First Amendment purest. "Give me as good as you've got". That's my motto. But the main reason for my "anything goes" attitude can be found in gems like the one below which was posted by some illiterate nitwit on the piece I wrote last week. I paste it here - word-for-word, with no editing:
"You are a piece of shit as well as your postings. You must be soo despite to post on CL rants your blog for yrs now. Drop dead you "want to be". What a loser you are. PIFF,..abtw how do you like obama care now? lmao, how do you like his gun law coming soon? lmao, how do you like his tax increase YOU are going to pay? lmao, how do you like him putting 11 mil wet backs in USA? lmao, how do you like him going after football now? lmao. I new if he was given enough rope he would tangle YOU in his net, LMFAO!!!!!!!!! and he has 4 more yrs to take everything YOU have, LMAAAAAAO!!!!!"
Michael Schwerner, age twenty-four
"They died so their brothers could be free."
The Presidents Club:
Inside the World's Most Exclusive Fraternity
by Nancy Gibbs and Michael Duffy
This book was given to me on my birthday in August by my sister and Doctor-in-law Jack and Susanne Dermigny. It's a page-turner.