Sister Sarah Palin (the quitter) warned her minions that an Obama health-plan would institute “death panels” that would rule over plug-pulling ceremonies for the aged and infirm; maybe her worries were really a little closer to home…
After reading over the most recent offerings from the conservative avant-gardians from Virginia and Oklahoma – I feel compelled to call it! Time of death for neo-conservativism is… well, look at your watch. The bells, they toll for thee! Ok, hyperbole aside, if the conservative body politic is not actually dead, it is most definitely Brain Dead!
How long can a heart continue to pump once the controlling gray matter has shuffled off its mortal coil – how long can conservatives continue their current flopping about on only the decelerating momentum of their last high functioning leader. Maybe Palin, the Tea-Partiers, Beck & Rush are just the last involuntary muscle jerks of a body that doesn’t have a clue that it already died.
If you’ve read much of my offerings you have probably begun to pick-up on the fact that I am a complete and irredeemable snob about intelligence. I claim the intellectual heft of a life spent studying, teaching and being poor – I am wise in that I know how much I don’t know…
Those I cannot abide are of two groups; those who neither respect intelligence nor what it can accomplish, these folk tend to see intellect as a weakness, or worse…something French. The other group lights-up my Irish even more; the slightly higher functioning morons that portray themselves as intellectual – not in order to engage in open debate with the brainiacs from the other side, but to take on the guise of intellect in order to sell more books, boost ratings or gain elective office.
All the hubris that I can muster (and I can muster quite a bit) could never convince me that I have the intellectual stones to hold national office, or even national attention – but I have absolute confidence that I could wipe the room with Rush, Beck, Palin or anyone from the RNC Leadership circle. Public Policy, Foreign, Domestic, Economics – they can choose the topic, hell, they can write notes on their hands if they want.
I hate that I can say what I just said and mean it. My side of the political spectrum needs a yang to our ying, we need an argument that has merit not just a corporate sponsor. My Left needs the Right, a clear, stately and consistent Right – where the hell did it go?
Shit… I miss Richard Nixon, again.