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Rogue is the new Black.

Well, well; it seems that angry lash-out-ery really is all the rage today (pun intended). Still, it has been my experience that jeremiads carry a lot more wha-bam when the lasher-outer isn't raging against the White's Only Country Club organization to which he has spent a considerable fraction of his adult life shamelessly ass-kissing his way to the top of.

From the Washington Post blog:

Steele to GOP critics: 'Get a life' or 'fire me'

Republican National Committee Chairman Michael S. Steele lashed out at critics Thursday after some prominent Republicans reportedly questioned his leadership of the party and accused Steele of focusing more on his own image than on rebuilding the GOP.

"I tell them to get a life," Steele told ABC News Radio in an interview Thursday. "I'm looking them in the eye and say, 'I've had enough of it. If you don't want me in the job, fire me. But until then, shut up. Get with the program or get out of the way.'"

Steele apparently was responding in part to a Thursday report in the Washington Times that quotes some GOP operatives as saying they plan to withhold donations from the RNC because they are unhappy with Steele's leadership. In the story, Republican critics accused Steele of spending too much time promoting his new book, "Right Now: A 12-Step Program for Defeating the Obama Agenda," and giving paid speeches around the country.
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Much more at Crooks and Liars here.

Of course, since looong before Young Mikey Steele was awkwardly roboting his way through "Fly Robin Fly" and dribbling activator all over the dance floor at Club De-Freaque

everybody knew that the GOP was a festering bigot-friendly whelping box of liberty concern trolls, gun nuts, oligarchs, Christopaths and assorted other angry orphans of The Enlightenment.

Which is what makes the idea that Steele would now, finally, at last have had it with the Barons of the Party of God at once kind of sad and unbearably hilarious. Like like watching some sort of bipedal, man-shaped dung beetle who has been happily munching feces for 47 year suddenly run into the street yelling, "Hey! What the HELL is this shit doing in my mouth!?!"

Meanwhile, former RNC Chair and happiest barely-closeted guy in America, Ken Mehlman (actual photo unavailable)

skates ever-further away into comfortable, six-figure obscurity.