In keeping with the Christmas theme, I figured it was worth another crack of the Christmas whip.
November came and went. It brought storms seldom seen in politics. The gales could not camouflage the ire of the voters, hard as they tried. Hail-Mary Landrieu even tried the head fake but no dice. Captain Uterus tried his dangdest to continue the vagina monologue. People weren’t buying it.
In the end, we thought voters spoke loudly. The consensus seemed to be as a Democrat strategist said back in August. They weren’t asking pols to feel their pain, but blaming them for it. A pox on the Party with the most power.
Then when the smoke cleared and the last ads died, the headcount was promptly ignored. Dems acted as if it didn’t mean a thing. They balked at the will of the people.
Obama came out to threaten then unleash his executive amnesty plan. The clock was now ticking to the Christmas countdown. Obama said bah-humbug to the results and “I will have my way now,” even if in six years earlier he hadn’t done the deed. He said “I’ll spoil your Christmas and wreck your New Year’s plans.”
Along came the budget clock and again Dems said it’s our way or the highway. Boehner went from tough talk to towing the Democrat line. He asked Obama what will make you happy, oh Christmas Grinch? Obama said ‘try as you might and still I shall not be happy.’
So within a month Obama declared the agenda his for the taking, and Dems applauded his tactics. “Phooey on elections that mean nothing, I still have my power and you cannot take it away.” Game on, but Boehner said “what game?” Not much of a challenge when Christmas cheer is stolen by the Grinch.
Even the Dems flooded the White House with calls to stop the budget bill passage. It went according to Obama’s desires. They wrapped it up with a big bow and called it good, despite the protests from the Left and the groans from the Right. Boehner let the Grinch steal the stage. No, he ceded it to him.
The election should have been about controlling the agenda. Or we thought it was. But before that could even start, Boehner signaled that nothing was really going to change. The Grinch decided the vote didn’t matter. Rather, he heard the uncounted voices of non-voters. “Phooey on polls and ballots!” It would be a ruined holiday. Dig out the 6 yr-old fruitcake, wrap it up again, and stick a new bow on it. Grinch was quite happy.
“And to all…nightmares galore. Bah Humbug, and an unpleasant New Year’s too,” if Grinch has his say, as he stormed off to play golf on a holiday.
Elections have consequences, but not for the Grinch. 2015 will be the sequel to 2014, in the Grinch’s plan. Turning hope and cheer to mope and fear. “Up Boehner, up Blitzen, away!”
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