By Miss Kubelik
We cats think that Harold Ickes is a very nice man. But right now we're ready to dump our dirty litter boxes over his head.
Why? Try this on for size: "I would think that Jeb Bush and Rob Portman...would be a strong ticket for [the Republicans in 2016]."
Oh, Harold. Why would you say anything favorable about a hypothetical GOP Presidential ticket? In fact, why do we Democrats do this anyway? We're always ceding philosophical and strategic ground when we don't need to — because, as we pointed out earlier, we're nice. Certainly nicer than Republicans are these days.
Believe us cats: If, say, a Hillary Clinton-Julian Castro ticket were floated to a GOP talking head, that talking head would instantly slam it. He (or, maddeningly, she) would probably start out by insulting Clinton's age and Castro's youth. Never, never would the talking head admit any strengths, like the excitement of electing both a woman and an Hispanic to the nation's two highest offices. And the media, as usual, would dutifully repeat the Republican arguments for hours on end. (And we're not just talking about FOX, folks.)
Harold is also ignoring the fact that the crazy right-wing base of the Republican Party hates Jeb Bush because he let Terri Schiavo die, supports Common Core, and says not-vile things about immigrants. And they hate Rob Portman because he flipped on marriage equality. So the chances of a Bush-Portman ticket are nil. Why even discuss it?
We really must get better at this. No matter how horrible the Republicans get, and how much they doom the long-term prospects of their party, in the short run they still play as hard as ever, and for keeps. Which means no more Mr. Nice Guy, Harold. We cats HISS.
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