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captainsblogand hopefully, this will be the day that Mittens's campaign dies.
I found out about it in the middle of the night, in a fitful burst of insomnia, from a Mets blogger, of all people, who made a Nolan Ryan joke about it. Immediately, I wondered why, if this guy was so good, the Republicans would bury the news late on a Friday during August. Then I remembered an old Doonesbury riff about Nixon energy secretary Bill Simon, who was christened in the strip as the "Energy Czar," complete with signet ring and hot wax. One fine Arab oil boycott day, his Czarship decided that, since we were all used to the situation after a year or so of lines and semi-rationing, the "crisis" was over. Just like that- poof! No more energy crisis!
I'm still not sure which one this was. The timing seems too off for any kind of announcement the campaign would be proud of. But at least it makes clear what the choice will be in just under three months from now. No wimpy Minnesotan or dull Ohioan will be seconding the Charge of the Mittens Brigade, but rather it'll be a firebrand disciple of Ayn Rand- determined to cut every penny he can out of the federal budget except for military spending, cut taxes on his cronies, and turn the Medicare program I've been paying into without a dime out, for lo these past 35 years, into a voucher program that will cover about as much of my old age medical care as the 50% off massage Groupons I'm always getting.
You have to admit one thing- he's not Sarah Palin stupid. The New Yorker just did a remarkably prescient profile of the guy where he comes across as decent, thoughtful and not afraid to call out his own party for its stupidity (i.e., the Bush administration). But unlike Caribou Barbie, who couldn't manage a serious policy analysis if one bit her in the ass, this guy is a policy wonk of Clintonian proportions. He's just on the wrong side of just about every issue I can think of.
Already, the fun has begun. Witness the local paper (parroted in many others) as it chose their term of art (or, perhaps, fart) for Mittens's choice:
Next, we'll have the double-R logos with Richie Rich connotations, and contests for the two of them to out-stiff each other.
I wonder how many years of Ryan's tax returns had to be turned over to the campaign before he got the nod.
I found out about it in the middle of the night, in a fitful burst of insomnia, from a Mets blogger, of all people, who made a Nolan Ryan joke about it. Immediately, I wondered why, if this guy was so good, the Republicans would bury the news late on a Friday during August. Then I remembered an old Doonesbury riff about Nixon energy secretary Bill Simon, who was christened in the strip as the "Energy Czar," complete with signet ring and hot wax. One fine Arab oil boycott day, his Czarship decided that, since we were all used to the situation after a year or so of lines and semi-rationing, the "crisis" was over. Just like that- poof! No more energy crisis!
I'm still not sure which one this was. The timing seems too off for any kind of announcement the campaign would be proud of. But at least it makes clear what the choice will be in just under three months from now. No wimpy Minnesotan or dull Ohioan will be seconding the Charge of the Mittens Brigade, but rather it'll be a firebrand disciple of Ayn Rand- determined to cut every penny he can out of the federal budget except for military spending, cut taxes on his cronies, and turn the Medicare program I've been paying into without a dime out, for lo these past 35 years, into a voucher program that will cover about as much of my old age medical care as the 50% off massage Groupons I'm always getting.
You have to admit one thing- he's not Sarah Palin stupid. The New Yorker just did a remarkably prescient profile of the guy where he comes across as decent, thoughtful and not afraid to call out his own party for its stupidity (i.e., the Bush administration). But unlike Caribou Barbie, who couldn't manage a serious policy analysis if one bit her in the ass, this guy is a policy wonk of Clintonian proportions. He's just on the wrong side of just about every issue I can think of.
Already, the fun has begun. Witness the local paper (parroted in many others) as it chose their term of art (or, perhaps, fart) for Mittens's choice:
Next, we'll have the double-R logos with Richie Rich connotations, and contests for the two of them to out-stiff each other.
I wonder how many years of Ryan's tax returns had to be turned over to the campaign before he got the nod.