Unofficially, we now know that there are 1,802,511 borderline psychotics wandering around the state of Florida. That is because, unofficially, 1,802,511 Floridians voted for Katherine Harris on Tuesday. Life and Politics do imitate art. In the film, Austin Powers, Man of Mystery, we are introduced to a devious, lying villain named Dr. Evil. In the sequel we get a tiny alter ego named "Mini-Me".
Sounds like Tennessee with Dr. Bill Frist being replaced by the 4'11" Bob (Mini-Me) Corker. Note to Harold Ford: Next time, if you want to "Out-Jesus" your opponent, dress up like Moses, or St. Peter or even Christ, complete with a crucifix at every stop. Really unsophisticated voters really dig that kind of thing and will be willing to overlook the fact that you are a third generation hack who would sell out your own mother to grab a senate seat.
Forget John McCain. Late Tuesday he looked like Ebenezer Scrooge after a two week meth binge. Like the old uncle that after dinner you grip him by the forearm and gently lead him up the stairs to bed. A grueling two year march to the White House with "Victory in Iraq" tattooed on his forehead. I think not.
The right wing talk machine is fractured, for the time being. You can tell by listening to Rush. This Friday he was reduced to freelancing with riffs like Nancy Pelosi is "a Maoist" or "a Stalinist". "Democrats have no plan". "Now the Democrats will try and stop the War on Terror". "Liberals are haters who will now try and destroy people". "Nancy Pelosi wore a pant suit without an American flag pin". Week old bread that indicates the spin machine hasn't faxed anything to Rush recently. Maybe they cut him off after he brilliantly mimed Michael J. Fox and guaranteed at least one senate seat for the Democrat(ic)party.
Might be a partial explanation for Claire McCaskill pulling a Jim Bunning and declaring victory before "No Talent" Talent conceded. Maybe she got tired of Empty Suit Talent running ads like "Claire McCaskill is a Liar" ad infintum, ad nauseum. Great campaign strategy. And let's have Rush rip a terminally ill human being on radio for having the audacity to try to save others from a horrible fate. Jim Talent, can you say "Loser". Chris Matthews also missed this one by a Missouri mile, all week it was, "Gee, Talent hasn't committed a fireable offense." Right. So if you don't get caught raping a congressional page, too blatantly whoring for Jack Abramoff, committing a felony, snorting meth with a gay prostitute or being deranged a la Ricky Santorum then we'll just reelect you to stand around and be Dick Cheney's bitch. Claire McCaskill looked like Eleanor Roosevelt compared to this douche.
Thought Howard Stern would finally cut down Heather (You knew!) Wilson. That was before I saw Patty Madrid's unbelievably bad debate clips. Trust me, they are bad enough to sink a campaign, in fact I'm amazed the race was as close as it was. Heather will probably run for the Senate and hopefully we can get some casino magnate to run against her.
Bill Nelson is one of the luckiest politicians alive for several reasons. One, he got to run against Bill McCollum in 2000, a Clinton impeachment jackoff that even Floridians hate. Two, "06" he gets Batshit Harris in a steel cage match that lost its cage almost immediately. Even in faux Christian Florida, when your opponent acts like Betty Page, plays the "God wants me to be a Senator" card along with the Howard Hughes school of human resources approach to staffing a campaign, you do what you do best. Sit back and enjoy and spend no money.
Unfortunately, Senator Bill should have kept the liquor cabinet key away from his son, Igor. Yeah, they call him "Bill" or "Charlie" or some such but that mugshot is a definite "Igor".
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And (below) check out the victory speech intro. Guy seems stone sober. Shows ya that the Nelson victory party had plenty of high grade hooch to get everybody off the launching pad. Including Igor, and his girlfriend who started the brawl by being passed out on the sidewalk. Can you just see Cruella Harris screeching the next morning: "Oh fuuuuckkk, why couldn't he have gotten all messed up on Monday night!!!"
Igor Nelson apparently has some authority issues. He got into a brawl trying to "fight his way into a Super Bowl Playboy party" last year.
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Was it the same Harold Ford party? Tried to punch a cop but beat the rap by promising not to do it again. Give him a musket and send him to Fallujah.
You'll find this hard to believe but Grover Norquist dismissed the Sherwood Strangler's defeat by stating that in the future "you just don't want to be caught throttling your mistress." Sorry, won't link because I can't even make shit like that up.