Nov 2, 2012

Marry me, Peggy?

Every now and then I forget that Peggy Noonan likes the concept of government a little too much. Usually, I forget it when she writes about the pretensions of its posturing nabobs.  Lately, of course, the poseur-in-chief  has most suffered her graceful sting.


It is one thing to think you're Lebron. Its another thing to keep missing the basket and losing games and still think you're Lebron.
And that really was the problem: (Obama)  had the confidence without the full capability. And he gathered around him friends and associates who adored him, who were themselves talented but maybe not quite big enough for the game they were in. 
What an elegant way to say His Ineptness is in over his swollen head and should stick to rousing the rabble  south of the Blackstone Hotel. 
I recommend reading the whole thing. And if you happen to run across Ms. Noonan, please tell her I was just kidding about getting hitched. On the other hand, if she would settle for a couple of picnic hours with wine and a basket of cold chicken, I'm hers.







Tamara

Tam is sweating (and joking; after all, she is Tam)  her way through  a darkness, waiting on laboratory tests to say yea or nay about a condition no one wants. Drop on over to wish her well.


Sandy note

Mayor-Against-Guns Bloomberg touts a "couple of murder-free days" in post-Sandy Manhattan. He can't say why, but he hints it's because of his brilliant municipal leadership.

Could be, but more likely:

"Hey, Bro, lets go down to Virginia and buy some assault rifles and come back and  shoot some mofos and take their stuff."

"Can't do it Homie. Ain't no way to get across the bridges and da tunnels is flooded."

"Well, sheeeee-it then. If  I can't get no gun guess I'll just go on up to the church and help Father Flanagan feed nuns and orphans."

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Nice Sandy. (Arfing for votes)

Hurricane Sandy is one for the books, History will recall it as the photo op that saved a president's seat. Also the seat widely expected to seek re-election as boss politician of New Jersey.

MSNBC is having the most fun. The Channel of the Left is cutting programming costs in half by just putting up still shots of Christie and Obama staring deeply and lovingly into one another's eyes.  Over and over, concentrating on the images suggesting they need a room.

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On some level His Ineptness may give a tiny Jack Schidtt about the the human unpleasantness in the Middle Atlantic states. As a politician, which he is above all else, you have to believe he delights in this October surprise. At a cost no greater than that of composing the right touchy-feely sentences he wins the Battle of the "Earned" Media  in the final seven days.  It wouldn't work so well for him if voters listened to him with their reasoning facilities in the "on" mode. For instance:

Yesterday he provided a detail of his relief program. He has ordered all federal bureaucrats to return all New Jersey calls "within 15  minutes," to ignore  "red tape" and to "find a way to say yes" to any state, county, municipal, or township nabob who figures the nation owes him something. That sort of open-trough policy would corrupt even the nation's most honestly governed state. (South Dakota, probably.).

In the days of free-range hogs in Iowa, we had a similar battle cry. "SOOO-EEEEE. Come pig pig pig."  

(cf .Katrina, Irene)