White House spokeswoman Dana Perino retorted that lawmakers are involved in a “sound bite war” against Bush, counter to Democrats’ promises of bipartisanship.
“Those particular comments were poisonous,” Perino said. “I think questioning the president’s motivations and suggesting that he, for some political reason, is rushing troops into harm’s way, is not appropriate, it is not correct, and it is unfortunate because we do have troops in harm’s way.”
Yeah, they’re really offended. How dare she! How dare that Nancy Pelosi speak her mind? How dare she call it like she sees it? How dare she pick up a big ol’ La-Z-Boy and hit them in the face with it? Shocking, I tell you, stunning. I can hardly hold my head up. I need the smelling salts.
There’s really nothing more odious, coming from the present bunch of garden tools running this country, than faux-outrage over the latest strong statement by a Democrat. God knows, they could be excused if they simply weren’t used to such on-point crit and take-no-prisoners stylings, because it’s not like I’m used to getting up every morning happy as hell and proud of my country either, but somehow I don’t think that’s the problem here. I think it’s that they’re incredibly conscious of what nice solid shieds the words “troops” and “terror” and “war” used to make, how good it was to be able to hold such things in front of you and magically make everybody just back away.
It wasn’t so long ago, after all, that that was a foolproof plan for victory in every possible sphere: public opinion, election, legislating. Just say you’ll vote for me and I won’t say you hate America. That used to be their machine gun, the thing they reached for no matter what because it’ll get rid of all your problems from hemorrhoids to mice. Like Windex in that “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” movie.
And what they haven’t adjusted to yet is that that doesn’t work anymore. That the story’s old, and tired, and that people not named Tim Russert haven’t been buying it for a good long while now. That it’s one thing to call your opponent a puss, but for it to make an impact two things have to be true: you are demonstrably not, and your opponent will just lie back and take it like one. It wasn’t so long ago that you could count on it, but not anymore.
So it looks like it’s going to take a little time for reality to catch up. And it would be amusing, watching them flail around in utter disarray, if it wasn’t just one more indication that more people have to die so they can feel good about themselves.