So Rudy Giuliani spent all day yesterday running around to various media outlets to defend his atrocious Obama comments. What's that line about how when you're in a hole, you should stop digging?
Too bad Hizzoner didn't pay as much attention to upgrading New York City's police and firefighting communications before 9/11. A lot of guys who went down with the Twin Towers might be alive today.
And Giuliani has made things worse by doubling down on race (although we thought that at first, he was "just" questioning the President's patriotism). You know what? When you have to start by saying "But I'm not a racist," you're... probably a racist.
We cats have often wished that the President's mother had not died of cancer back in 1995. Not just because she would have been so happy to see her son land in the White House, but because she wouldn't have hesitated to bitch-slap Republican knaves and fools for their ignorance and hate. Rudolph Giuliani wouldn't have known what hit him.
No doubt about it: A still-living Stanley Ann Dunham would make the odious Barbara Bush look like a cuddly kitten. Which would have made us cats PURR.
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