The soulless Party of Hillary could easily blow it.
This was a week that featured an epic level of badness and stupidity in America but those on the leftward half of the political arena – accepting for the moment that the venerable terms ‘left’ and ‘right’ have not been rendered hilarious by historical circumstance – found a silver lining.
On closer inspection however I’m beginning to suspect it’s a tinfoil hat.
We have been told once again for the 443rd time that sooner or later all the leathery old white Republicans will wither away and Democrats will inherit the earth.
Sounds good in theory but I have two questions:
What Democrats? And what earth?There was another insane GOP candidates’ debate on a night when I was called away to watch the new “Star Wars” movie – which whatever its flaws had fewer problems with continuity and clarity.This debate was purportedly about foreign policy which in Republican-land is a nebulous realm synonymous with one of those horror movies where the killer is inside the house.In all seriousness when did right-wingers get so damn scared about everything?It would be funny if it weren’t also gruesome and grotesque: Republicans are supposed to be the testosterone party of rugged American individualism as seen in Chevy Silverado commercials and what I saw on that stage was not John Wayne facing down two dozen Comanche warriors but a bunch of lardass dudes with boiled-lobster complexions and quivering jowls – terrified of the invisible Muslim mice under the bed.
All these debates are unhinged from reality by definition but this one was special.
If Abbott and Costello had dropped acid in the ‘70s and made a film with Bertolucci or Fassbinder – well it would have been more fun than this.
Chris Christie shouted into the camera that he would stand across from King Hussein and vow undying friendship in a way our current president simply cannot.
Which is a little bit true since the longtime ruler of the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan departed for other shores in 1999.
(Of course I am tempted to crack a joke about the fiery climes where he and Christie will meet one day but His Late Majesty does not deserve that.)
Carly Fiorina continues to make great strides for women – smashing the glass ceiling of mendacity then Supergluing it back together and smashing it again.