I must confess I was a little surprised by the utter defeat of the ‘baggers over the shutdown/debt default. After all, conservatives bowing to reality isn’t exactly a thing in 21st century America, as we see pretty much every day. What did leave me somewhat taken aback, though, was the fact that Democrats, particularly the Caver in Chief, somehow found it in themselves to stand up to the lunacy for a change.
Of course, the immediate “pivot” to so-called entitlement reform punctured any nascent optimism I might have had that this victory might have amounted to a hill of beans going forward, but for the first time in recent memory the Village media even betrayed a bit of oxygen seeping north of the Adam’s apple, and quite remarkably pointed out that the Republicans were, well, nuts. Belatedly, yes, but better than nothing.
When one considers the tsunami of false equivalence with which we’ve been inundated since Al Gore invented the internet, if not before, the spectacle of Republicans being roundly excoriated by no less than the Wall Street Journal editorial page is a rare treat indeed. Even more satisfying was the fact that when unreconstructed “fair and balanced” types like Ruth Marcus and Ron Fournier were still blathering on about how that uppity Obama needed to “compromise,” ongoing events made them sound even more tinny and ludicrous than usual; turns out those cocktail weinies had the mad cow, and this time, everybody noticed.
Not that I have any doubt that Democrats will eventually succeed in snatching defeat from the jaws of victory, as is their wont. Birds gotta fly, fish gotta swim, and all that. But it does seem to me that the media is beginning, however haltingly, to realize that its past sins are piling up so high that there aren’t enough Hail Marys in the hymnal to atone for them all, and it might be time to start calling a spade a spade, rather than an upside down heart thingy with an arrow at the bottom, which “some say” might also be black in color.
The heartfelt, if entirely pointless, regrets expressed by the Houston Chronicle over its endorsement of Ted Cruz for the US Senate is a case in point, albeit a pathetic one. You see, despite all evidence to the contrary, including but hardly limited to his own campaign rhetoric, the editors of that fishwrap somehow looked at a guy that eerily resembled and sounded just like Joe McCarthy and saw the second coming of Kay Bailey Hutchinson, or something. Really. Although this is only about the hundredth time in recent memory a newspaper has admitted beclowning itself for believing a single word uttered by a Republican mouth, maybe, just maybe, that it was a Texas paper portends a little more caution in the future. Then again, maybe not.
But the best part of all this is that the far right has learned less than nothing from the whole sorry episode, and seem as determined as ever to “purify” themselves into permanent electoral oblivion, for Jesus. One could only hope that they’ll end up like that cuckoo stenographer lady, hauled away by the men in white coats while shouting about Freemasons and whatnot, but that may take another crisis or twelve to happen.
As the kids say on the internets, pass the popcorn.