Politics: They're Finally Saying It

Image from Shakespeare's Sister

Well, so much for entertainment. Much as we've come to despise politics since the Idiot Boy won the presiduncy, we can't stay away. So, this brief foray.

Casa de Los Gatos is unashamedly progressive in its politics, as is Casa Manitoba, and both casas find it infuriating to read or listen to the "pundits" of the right-wing, as a rule. But we do it anyway, because we care. That's right. We do it so you won't have to.

So, without further ado, we hereby admit that we put on our wading boots to schlep over to the Wall Street Journal, that infernal hive of naked capitalism at its greediest and blindest and most selfish. But it was worth it, my children, for we have returned with this gem for you.

Peggy Noonan, chin quivering, eyes moist, says today the words that will make you shriek and snort coffee (or other beverage of choice) out yer noz:

George W. Bush destroyed the Republican Party, by which I mean he sundered it, broke its constituent pieces apart and set them against each other. He did this on spending, the size of government, war, the ability to prosecute war, immigration and other issues.

NOOO!!! Ya think?

Sheesh, Peggy, you couldn't fawn on the guy enough when he first ran, or even when he second ran. Even though Molly Ivins (a journalist with far more wit and integrity than you will ever have) pointed out (as many others have done in the ensuing years) that our Pretzeldunce was nothing more than a dry-drunk, druggie frat-boy with a penchant for bullying and torture, with the manners of a rabid ape and all the dignity of a butt-sniffing dog, unable to string five words into a coherent sentence. A fool who overestimated his own puny wisdom and underestimated the difficulty of any task because he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a father who cleaned up his messes his entire life. A lackwit who also lacks good common sense, empathy, compassion, integrity, sincerity, honesty, decency, and any other moral quality that you would want in a human being.

Image from the incomparable Steve Bell over at The Guardian

And now, at last, as the emperor's arse sags in the chilly breeze, you and yours are finally admitting that the "new clothes" he promised to wear are nothing but a pigment of your collective imagination.

If the idiot hadn't irreparably damaged the army, the nation, the constitution, the treasury, and the people, we would laugh out loud. Unfortunately, this is as funny as the subprime mortgage meltdown.

No linky because it is the WSJ, after all, but it's today's edition and available online, so feel free to google it for yourself. Caveat: Lots of ranting about how it's all Clinton's fault (what, you ask? Everything).

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