That's from a blogation outfit called "the left coast".
The line here quite obviously pursues the usual course of least mental resistence. The blog perp goes on to suggest the Bush brigades' massive Iraq threat hype back in the spring-summer-early fall of '02 -- i.e. prior to the first midterm election -- "jammed " the leading donks into backing the topple caper.
Makes sense if you figure the GOP master minds not only wanted to "do" the topple on its own merits, but also had the spineless donks well scoped out -- and if you assume that the donks actually needed any jamming. Anyway, our leftcoaster draws a parallel to now -- and ain't he or she right about the visible facts, anyway -- the hee haw chorus line once again is dancing its classic fake, fiddle and feint routine.
So let's say a war is on the docket. And again, the donks are moving it right along -- either because they've been fecklessly "jammed," or because they're signed up without having to be jammed. Either way they're doing their bit for the war effort, led by the muppet prince side saddle Joe and the heinous Hill.
Comrade Leftcoaster is trying to answer a question that runs like this: why in Hell hasn't the bulk of congressional donkeydom wised up? Why aren't they raging in bloodshot fury? Why are they not throwing republicans into the mouth of a volcano?
Leftcoast needs to understand it's all just a fine fiction really -- only fun if you let yourself go, suspend disbelief and let yourself be taken in by it all. Forget for the moment its all just Orthronics out there. Play along. Pretend to share the feelings of the average old gull -- like you're part of one of those iconic 50's wrestling crowds, and you just shout yourself hoarse trying to warn our baby-faced hero, as once again and for the umpteenth time, he's about to get bashed over the head from behind with a folding chair by the designated villain, while he good-naturedly helps an old lady to her seat.
Comments (2)
Is the gullibility of recidivist donk boosters genuine? I'm starting to think there's a neurotic and disingenuous component to it too.
They're like diners seated in front of their meals, with waiters going back and forth, and checks presented to them on a regular basis, who nevertheless insist they're not in a restaurant. They've managed to label the silverware with admirable precision, and can handily refute the people who insist that the soup is actually a loaf of bread, but something about accurately describing the whole experience upsets them.
Posted by J. Alva Scruggs | April 13, 2006 11:25 AM
Posted on April 13, 2006 11:25
j alva
i like your spooky take
on the shared conspiracy
Posted by jsp | April 13, 2006 1:37 PM
Posted on April 13, 2006 13:37