"Isn’t it rich? Isn’t it queer?...Losing their timing this late, in an election year…"
When a rodeo rider's thrown off the back of the bull he was trying to master, they send in the clowns to protect the fallen by providing colorful alternative targets for the bull to attack. Under siege and about to be thrown off their high horses and off the backs of the American people by a stirred up electorate, the democrats and their liberal allies are sending in their clowns with lots of pre-election "October surprises."
I picture the assortment of political clowns, jokesters, politicians, media allies and other colorful operatives, (I'm seeing Gloria Allred's all red suits here), running into the dust of the political arena, full of flash and thunder, busting through a banner that reads "The Audacity of Dopes," all to save their darlings who are struggling to stay alive on the floor of the political ring.
I can even hear the barker's announcement of attractions:
"Step right up, folks. You don't need to worry about the economy or jobs: You just need a good laugh! And might we suggest as a tonic for your economic blues some yuks at the expense of certain conservative women, who, quite frankly, are always good for a chuckle or two, especially the religious ones. Why, mocking them might even make you feel as superior as Bill Maher truly is."
Yes, let's not let the bad economy, impending tax hikes, the 15 million unemployed, the southern border under attack, the government takeover of private business, the out of control spending, the failing Mideast peace talks, and a defiant Iran's nuclear bomb progress get in the way of a good diversion or two.
I mean, think about it. Wouldn't you rather listen to the Distracter-in-Chief talk about how Fox News is destroying the nation, (See Obama calls Fox News Destructive to the Country), than dwell on the fact that the democrat-controlled Congress failed to pass a budget or deal with the expiration of the Bush tax cuts? So what if it costs us plenty? The material's too dry!
And does anyone really want to think about why the democrats running for election are all running away from Obama, Obamacare, bailouts, TARP spending, stimulus bills and the rest of their legislative agenda? Sure, health insurance premiums are already skyrocketing, some insurers are canceling all coverage for kids rather than deal with coverage to age 26, and some employers are withdrawing coverage in the wake of added costs. But isn't it more fun to watch Bill Maher make mincemeat out of Christine O'Donnell, a GOP senatorial hopeful, who recently beat out a liberal-voting RINO in the Delaware primary?
As a guest on Maher's show Politically Incorrect in the '90's, O'Donnell admitted "dabbling" in witchcraft as a teenager. That apparently unforgiveable sin was compounded by O'Donnell's becoming a staunch conservative Catholic as an adult, which fact has inflamed the notorious religion-hating Maher into publically threatening to hold O'Donnell "hostage" by repeatedly playing her early statements on his show until she agrees to a appear on said show and face the inevitable new rounds of mockery.
One would look in vain for Maher to mock or otherwise hammer O'Donnell's democrat opponent, Chris Coons, who holds the not-so-lofty position of New Castle County Executive, and whom Senate Leader Harry Reid has called "my pet," and who, as a 22-year-old Amherst-student in 1985, wrote a work entitled "Chris Coons: The Making of a Bearded Marxist." Obviously, "Bearded Marxists" and "Harry Reid pets," good; Catholic girls, bad.
Clown Maher was AWOL when Hillary Clinton, during her time as First Lady when she was a mature woman well into her 40's, had séances from the solarium atop the White House to call up the spirit and engage in imaginary conversations with the deceased Eleanor Roosevelt, a widely known fact that most likely the current Secretary of State would not like to see mocked. But, of course, Hillary is not a conservative woman, and so her dabbling in exotic psychic experiences is a nothing to the Bill Mahers of the world, or if anything, a mere peccadillo warranting tolerance if not endearment.
(BTW, I cannot be alone in thinking that Maher has become so hostile and mean of late that he could use an intervention from a 12-step Anti-Nastiness Treatment (ANT) program to control his addiction to self-indulgent vitriol. Maher family members, you have been advised.)
Do we really need to quell the violence on the southern border and deal with illegal immigration? How about instead hearing a comedy routine from comedian Stephen Colbert delivered at a House Judiciary Subcommittee on Immigration? Colbert is another outspoken funny-man advocate for liberal causes who was brought to the House committee last week at the request of Zoe Lofgren, a Democrat representative from San Diego, in furtherance of Lofgren's bill to legalize undocumented field workers.
In case you missed it, check out Colbert's "testimony" at Colbert "Corn Packer" Testimony, and find how refreshing and light it is to hear, not of the horrors of border violence and illegals being abused by human traffickers, but to giggle about "corn packers," and admire the deft way Colbert had of dissing both Iowans and gays with just one phrase. Such genius!
Judge for yourself if you agree with Republicans and several ranking democrats, like Steny Hoyer and John Conyers, that Colbert's shtick was "an embarrassment," or with Nancy Pelosi who delighted in the performance and thought it not only appropriate, but "It was great." Thanks, Nancy. Or you might want to take a look at what Althea Rae Shaw, the aunt of Los Angeles High School football star, Jamiel Shaw, a 17 year old who was shot in the head by an illegal alien, had to say about Colbert's treatment of the immigration issue at Althea Shaw Blasts Colbert "Testimony."
As for my view, while I'd never deny the intrinsic hilarity of colonoscopy and "corn packer" jokes, or Colbert's comedic talent, (the tomato segment of his spiel is quite funny), one has to question the venue for the gig. The choice of the House of Representatives, as opposed to Saturday Night Live or a comedy club, was not only wrongheaded, it was offensive. That House is, after all, the American people's house for doing the people's business.
Unfortunately, not all of the clowning around comes from the professional comedians, with some notable not-so-funny results. And, speaking of the Clintons, Bill "I Did Not Have Sex With That Woman" Clinton has been pointing that long finger of his again, this time at conservative women, the aforementioned Ms. O'Donnell, "the witchcraft woman" per Clinton, and GOP nominee for senate in Connecticut, the former World Wrestling Federation executive, Linda McMahon, "that wrestler woman." (As a jokester, Clinton is in dire need of new writers.)
Then there are those who would have you believe that Californians don't need to look at how our state is on the verge of going bankrupt from out of control spending, government pensions, the costs of illegal immigration, and our dysfunctional assembly. No, they say. We need to have a Gloria Allred-Illegal Alien Cry-A-Thon in which the Never-Can-Get-Enough-Cameras-On-My-Face Attorney rats out her client's illegal status to the world to gain an advantage for that ultra-lib, second time around-Jerry Brown. (If you think I'm being hard on old Gloria, take a look at what the usually mild-mannered Greta Van Susteren did to her, lawyer-to-lawyer, in Greta Skewers Gloria Allred.)
Then we have the combo pack: a comedian turned politician who really hasn't been that good at either profession: Al Franken, the former Saturday Night Live stooge who managed to get himself elected senator from Minnesota by a few stolen votes, now advocates imposing a death tax of 65%, a little graveyard humor that anyone who owns anything at all and who will eventually die will not find funny in the least.
Are your cheeks hurting from all the laughter and hilarity these folks are throwing your way? Are you ready to toss cares and real problems to the wind to laugh along with them? My guess is not. My bet is that you and the most of the American people aren't fooled by hijinks and clowns. You won't forget who's been riding our backs, those who think they know what's good for us better than we do ourselves. These jokers aim to distract us from their bad policies that have made things worse, and to throw the opposition off its game. Sorry, Charlie. We're not taking the bait.
In life, as in comedy, timing is everything. Americans instinctively know when it's time to get rid of things that aren't working, when it's time to pull back and reassess. When the kids, the credit cards, or the waistline get out of control, we know it's time to rein things in.
Therefore this election, we don't need to keep in office those who champion the view that you can spend your way out of financial difficulty, that you can create bipartisanship through demonization of your opponents; that you can do good for all by feathering the nests of your friends; that you can enact responsible legislation when you don't read the bills.
Unless you want more clowns in Washington, you need to vote against the status quo and against arrogant elitists of any party (right now that's the democrats) who want to shove things down the throats of the American people.
The president has recently scolded his party's faithful to "buck up" for this November's election. But I predict the response from the electorate will be more like "buck off."
