Pourin' Orrin Down the Hatch

Think of the corny title as a distillation of my wishes for Senator Orrin (I am Holy!) Hatch next time he has to face the voters. I hereby relinquish all copyright claims to it, just in  case you'd like to  borrow it as a line in a pleasant little piece of doggerel.

For one long day I was forced to work with his guy, and I came away resolved to miss no opportunity to relieve myself of my opinion that he is a  hypocritical, self-important, vain, and less-than-bright example of the American legislative class.

Alas, other -- though not necessarily worse -- abominations have claimed my attention since that day during a Montana senatorial campaign when he blew into Billings, so  I have been lax in public denunciations of this theocratic throwback to the days of Mountain Meadows.

A relatively new blogger, Spike and Tinkerbelle, reminds me of my lapse, and I suggest you slip on over there for a nice dissection of Hatch's latest. He's become fiscally born again again to the extent of being chief sponsor of another balanced budget amendment to the U.S.Constitution.  The Hatch BBA is  (a) meaningless in any budgetary sense and (b) a Hatch stab at not being Bennetized next time the Beehive ballots carry his conceited name.

I may have suggested  here that I am not an admirer of Senator Hatch and that his reputation as one of the senate's Blue Ribbon Porkers of is well earned.

...for earmark Hatch has swiped a batch 
of your dough for the state of Utah...

(You can have that for your pome, too.)

The report includes a lot of Hatch's Obamaesque light-rail pipe dreams, but maybe his cutest heist (on page 4) is $4.75 million for  a Salt Lake City  transportation "Intermodal Facility." I suspect he means a train depot with a taxi stand.