Going Vague

Like Neddy Merrill (the protagonist of John Cheever's surrealistic story "The Swimmer") paddling boozily though the chain of public and private pools that run the length of his affluent suburban neighborhood, oblivious to the passage of years, tragedies and the growing hostility of his surroundings as he moves inexorably towards the ruins of his abandoned home...the bizarrely ubiquitous David Fucking Brooks continues to back-stroke his way across the American media pitching the preposterous theory that "Palin Wing" of the GOP is just a loud, angry, goofy bunch of cranks way out on fringe of the his Party.

A "joke".

Other than Bobo's vague assertions of the existence of a secret cult of "serious people" who meet "deep in the bowels of the G.O.P." there is no evidence whatsoever to support his bizarre hypothesis.

On the other hand, there is enough documentary evidence covering the last the 40 years of ever-more-aggressively crazy, bigoted, Orwellian tactics employed by the Republican Party in rich and sickening detail to fill a big-city library. Tactics which were applied with all the meticulous precision and care of a black market agricultural biologist trying to up the throw-weight of the THC of his lab-grown weed.

It took decades, but the Party of God has finally produced it's perfect wingnut warrior caste; dog-loyal, allergic to reason and programmed to hate whoever their leaders tag as the enemy this week. They are the ones who spent eight years screaming for Clinton's blood. They are the ones who made George W. Bush an emperor, applauded like trained seals as he crippled their nation, and smirked as his cronies looted it. They are the ones who make Glenn Beck rich, Rush Limbaugh powerful and Michele Bachmann famous. They are the ones who would rather see their country burned to the ground rather than see the Socialist Kenyan Usurper succeed.

And yet, week after week, year after year, Bobo swims from spotlight to spotlight across the blighted media landscape of a country his ideology helped to mutilate...speaking gauzily of a political Party that does not exist, economic True Crime fiction --

"The U.S. now has an economy shifted too much toward consumption, debt and imports and too little toward production, innovation and exports. It now has a mounting federal debt that creates present indulgence and future hardship.

Americans could once be confident that their country would grow more productive because each generation was more skilled than the last. That’s no longer true."

-- that somehow always manages to omit the name of Supply Side perpetrator of the crime (hint: it rhymes with Fonald Fagan), and fantasies of conservative cultural movements that never were.

And for telling these malignant fairy tales he is paid like a pasha.

And that, my friends, is the real joke.