To swipe a line coined by MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow, House Speaker John Boehner (R-Ohio) really isn’t very good at his job.
Republicans are still fumbling in disarray after Queen Ann’s “destiny” for Mitt (“Mitt, WHO?”) Romney’s ascent to the White house didn’t quite pan out as planned. One would think, forty days hence, reality might sink in.
In a couple of Boehner misfires over the weekend to avoid the “fiscal cliff,” the traditional constituency of millionaires and billionaires got thrown under the party bus, as the Weeper of the House fudged on his “no tax increases for the rich, so-called job creators” pledge. Shortly thereafter, realizing that the President and his party held a much better hand of cards, he then offered a one year extension of increasing the debt ceiling.
Note to self: Don’t take Boehner to Las Vegas (“Lost Wages” for regulars) as a poker game buddy. Tossing the few good cards in his hand first resembles Italian military strategy in the last century. Speaker Boehner says he doesn’t fear for his job when the new Congress sits next month, with all the conviction of a White Star Line officers belting out a chorus of “If you’re happy and you know it” on the Titanic.
Other than the Elephantine Party’s lunatic court jester, Rep. Louie Gohmert (R-Tex.), the rest of the Right were holding their tongues waiting for the National Rifle Association to warily crawl out of their survivalist bunker to give conservatives their lines for the Sunday network political talk shows. None of the gun lobby’s ‘A’ list showed up.
I guess that I have been to too many football games at my father’s alma mater at Notre Dame, where one learned to stop the cheer impulse long enough to look for a penalizing flag on the big play first. Boehner must envy North Korea’s Kim family dynasty for having an easier job. Methinks there isn’t much GOP buy-in on Boehner’s strategy.
Wearing his best Chicago poker face, President Obama wisely told Boehner that his offers weren’t enough. Never mind that we haven’t heard from the former Cincinnati exurb car dealer’s fractious caucus on not driving off the so-called “fiscal cliff.” Some of the G.O.P. “Young Guns” are just reckless enough to take up a “chicken” dare. The embattled Buckeye Republican leader is more worried than he lets on about where rival Rep. Eric Cantor (R-Va.)’s steely backstabbing knives are. There are also ambitious young turks who are’t packing their bags as Rep. Allen “Loose Cannon” West (R-Fla.), and court jester Rep. Joe Walsh (R-Ill.) are doing now, ready to make their conservative orthodoxy mark.
The Party of the Lincoln Navigator bling SUV simply started to lose lasting team cohesion even before crazy tea supplanted cocktails at party functions. They have acquired a taste for eating their own.
In this card game, the Right hasn’t remembered the sage lyric of country singer Kenny Rogers:
“You gotta know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em.”