Saturday, May 16, 2009


It's raining again and I don't feel like doing much of anything, so I'm cleaning out my hard drive and deleting things I'd bookmarked, probably because I wanted to see how whatever prognosticating this particular person was performing would play out. I just came across this from June 2005:
Most of the other potential Democratic presidential nominees are also woefully inadequate. John Kerry could not successfully make the case against an incumbent who was an abject failure. John Edwards could not successfully make the case against the most corrupt vice president in American history. Russ Feingold and Barack Obama have about as much chance of being elected president as they have of becoming Imperial Klan Wizard. Evan Bayh is a Democrat only because the Republicans consider him too conservative. And then there is Joe Biden, who is the choice of those nostalgic liberals yearning to relive the 1984 Mondale campaign.
I also found an article by David Brooks about the bloody civil war into which the GOP would descend if Bush lost the 2004 election. The article's basically on target. Brooks was just four years early.

Update: Oh gawd, here's another one, this time from nutty Peggy Noonan during the height of the Republican Schiavo Clown Show:
A final note to the Republican leadership in the House and Senate: You have to pull out all the stops. You have to run over your chairmen if they're being obstructionist for this niggling reason and that. Run over their egos, run past their fatigue. You have to win on this. If you don't, you can't imagine how much you're going to lose. And from people who have faith in you.

Bill Frist and Tom DeLay and Jim Sensenbrenner and Denny Hastert and all the rest would be better off risking looking ridiculous and flying down to Florida, standing outside Terri Schiavo's room and physically restraining the poor harassed staff who may be told soon to remove her feeding tube, than standing by in Washington, helpless and tied in legislative knots, and doing nothing.

Issue whatever subpoena, call whatever witnesses, pass whatever emergency bill, but don't let this woman die.

Frist. DeLay. Sensenbrenner. Hastert. All but Tex ... gone and out of our hospital rooms, bedrooms, and lives. Forever.

I bet she's savoring that one, too.

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