Well! This Transvaginal Bob McDonnell scandal thingie is rising to amazing new heights, so we cats figured it was time we weighed in. Especially now that pundits are piling on and demanding not only his answers but maybe even his resignation.
To which we cats say, No, no! We're having too much fun for this to end. And besides, with a perfectly reasonable Democrat running against a right-wing maniac for Governor this year, we have no desire to upend that race. (What we would like to see is Ken Cuccinelli having to defend Virginia's same-sex marriage ban in an election year. But we understand that's in the works, so, hooray!)
But back to Transvaginal Bob. We cats said "amazing" in our first paragraph not because we're surprised at McDonnell's crookedness and hypocrisy. Ever since John Mitchell said "Watch what we say, not what we do," we expect that kind of behavior from the GOP. What's astounding is the breathtaking bush-league-yness of it all. Rolexes? Clothing sprees? Wedding food? Cash? This is the kind of stuff penny-ante criminals do. How embarrassing.
For us political junkies, though, there's really only one important question: How much did the Romney campaign know about this when they were considering Transvaginal Bob for Vice President? When everybody was all a-flutter that Bob and Maureen might be standing on that red, white and blue dais with Mitt and Ann? When Transvaginal Bob was enjoying the kind of fawning press that painted him as the Republicans' next big swing-state hope?
Our guess is, not much. See, although the Democrats haven't been perfect down the years, the GOP isn't known for vetting their veeps very well. We cats PURR.
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