Thoughts Out Of Season

It's been a busy week tracking the grunts, groans and unintelligible moans of various members and aficionados of the Republican party. There was Texan republican Michael Burgess revealing that he has spent time watching ultrasounds of 15 week fetuses masturbating; there was Glenn Beck praising Eric Snowden who is wanted by the United States for one of the most shocking cases of espionage in the country's history and the defeat of the $500 million dollar Farm Bill which hands out welfare payments to American farmers who then spend a portion of that money to elect legislators who then go and try to take similar payments away from non-farm owners such as senior citizens and single mothers with dependent children. Man this is like watching the worst damned reality show in the world, so bad that you can't wait for the upcoming week's episode to see what absurdities will be perpetrated next.

Who ever is advising this guy Eric Snowden either does not have his best interests at heart or doesn't understand the current political environment in the United States. The Republican Party has such a visceral hatred of President Obama that they would embrace Satan himself if in doing so they could score points against the current administration. So Eric, don't drive yourself crazy running around the world from one dismal country to the next, come back home and face the music and don't worry that much because the GOP will have your back.

Marco Rubio's  gaffe/non-gaffe during the rebuttal of President Obama's SOTU is a perfect example of what I have said all along. Never let your lead guy out too soon! Mr. Rubio, heir apparent of the Republican Party and the upcoming Republican front runner for presidential nominee committed a minor gaffe the other night when on live TV he reached far to his left to snatch a drink from a bottle of Poland Spring. No real problem there. Looked a little awkward but nothing terrible. But here is the problem. By letting him out of the gate with 4 years to go until the election the Republican party has opened poor Mr. Rubio to the instant scrutiny of every fame seeking journalist and self-aggrandizing blogger in the world. Step in dog pooh? A million paparazzi snapping pictures of him scraping it off ; accidentally stiff some waitress at a local Piggly Wiggly, the waitresses union (if there is such) will picket his house the length of a month of Sundays (kudos to Curtis for that one);...