It appears many of the Republican “true believers” aren’t observing Ronald Reagan’s famed Eleventh Commandment, “Thou shalt not speak ill of any fellow Republican.” Add one more to the discarded pro-choice and sensible gun control missives of the Matinee Cowboy’s purged lines.
In the spirit of “Beware the Ides of March,” there’s a tempest in the G.O.P. teapot over last week’s thirteen hour talking filibuster lite of Loonytarian smirker Sen. Rand Paul (R-Ky). A number of the Party of the Lincoln Navigator posh mega-SUV have been singing Paul’s praises after grouchy Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz) called the freshman upstart out on his conspiracy theory laden diatribe.
If we thought the multiple back-stabbings from the myriad Republican presidential wannabe debates last year were entertaining, we’re in for another circus clown act in the years to come. Ready the beer and popcorn for another “really big show,” as the late showman Ed Sullivan famously said.
Faster than Texas Gov. Rick Perry (R-Tejas) could count to three.
It’s a bit rich to have ex-House Speaker Newt Gingrich (R-Tiffany’s) lambasting McCain for criticizing Paul. Even my AARP card vintage brain cells remember last year when Mr. Serial Monogamy accused then party frontrunner Mitt Romney of lying.
Ex-Sen. Rick Santorum (R-Pa.) got all “frothy” labeling Mittens as the “worst” Republican in that ill-fated campaign. So much for party solidarity.
Leading the Paul praisers is GOP Chair Reince “Peewee Herman’s stunt double” Priebus. For someone seeking to “unite” the fractious GOP, Priebus appears in charge of a Balkanized party, with none of the late Marshal Tito’s unifying political skill.
Enter Tea Party frosh Rep. Justin Amash (R-Gaza Strip). Amash tweeted scorn on the grouchy old war bird Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) for his “crazy birds” remark for extremist newbies Sens. Rand Paul and Ted “$arah’s boy” Cruz (R-Tex).
Republican party infighting in the House had Speaker John Boehner (R-Oh.) muttering, “And they ask me why I drink.” The fractious GOP cancer has spread to the upper legislative body. The Senate is supposed to be the “grown-ups.”
I’m convinced it isn’t the onset of a second childhood watching again the Road Runner cartoons of the early 1960s. The antics of a fast bird and a hapless predator ought to have grad school 21st century Political Science course credits.
Potential Presidential prospects also wane due to the inept infighting. An early flip-flop-flip on immigration by ex-Fla. Gov. Jeb Bush (R-Dynasty) diminished his chances among the sizable Hispanic voting ranks. Romney redux? A Jeb Bush-Marco Rubio ticket has some constitutional questions. Joisey Gov. Chris Christie (R-N.J.) was burned at the stake for heresy. Who’s left in the Righty ranks? A bunch of hapless nobodies and the “usual suspects” not-ready-for-prime-time retreads.
Anyone who gives Sen. Rand Paul a chance needs to pee in the specimen jar. We want to know what you’re on.
Democratic strategists know better than to assume cake walks in 2014 and 2016, but the tortured infighting among Republicans weakened in last fall’s election have worsened. Former Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton probably appreciates the G.O.P. tardy Valentine’s Day gift box of comical chocolates, should she aspire to become the Democratic party standard bearer in less than four years’ time.
Keep up the good work, conservatives. As reported by Nancy’s astrologer, Ronnie’s spinning in his grave.