Now and then a columnist says something I've been telling Sherry. Then I get to say "See!" especially if it's someone with whom she agrees.
I'm so seldom right that I really can't... er... bear not pointing it out when I am.
I've been saying that Obama and his leftist coterie, better known as the Obamarama, have really angered the independents of the electorate.
The anger won't go away, I say, when the Obamaramists are ejected from power, but will linger in the air, poisoning every attempted progressivist comeback until a new generation, unaware of the true aims of the left and thereby susceptible to... education... takes its place in the electorate.
[Sidebar: The problem with spreading this notion is that there are many ostensibly conservative politicos who have lived through this cycle at least once, and have learned -- mostly from their defeats -- stuff they need to unlearn today. They say "Oh, no, no! No, no! Nono, nono, nonoNO! You can't express those radical conservative ideas! You can't say that the Constitution doesn't permit Congress to spend half what it spends today. You can't say that! The independents will never vote for you if you say that." That those ostensible conservatives react that way even after they've been elected to majorities in the House and Senate and occupy the Oval Office often leaves me wondering if they aren't more concerned about the buttered side of their bread.]
But that's not my point right now. What was my point? Ah, yes. The bear.
The Awesome One has dissed the goals of the middle class. And those folks are not happy. Their dreams of a better life for their children and their children's children are just too much for him to tolerate. They have way too much stuff for him right now. How can they want their children to be well off, even wealthy! It's sacrilege... if your religion is rife with wealth redistributionist dogma, like that received from The Awesome One's twenty-year Reverend.
So the middle class went out last November with pitchforks and torches looking for the local adherents of the Obamarama. And when they found them they couldn't have cared less about the offense they might give to the Awesome O or the liberal New York local-with-national-aspirations paper. They rode them out of town on an electoral rail, not bothering with tar and feathers.
The bear? Oh, that's Jonah Goldberg's explanation of the cause of The Awesome One's problem. He woke the bear, you see. Poked the sleeping conservative American electorate bear with a couple of Detroit sticks, one labeled Chrysler and the other labeled GM. It grumbled and turned over in it's sleep, so he poked it again with a BIG stimulus stick. It sat up and looked at him. Now that he had its attention and was still standing, he thought himself invulnerable, not recognizing that it was gathering itself, wondering where it had put its Gadsden flag, its buckskin and warpaint. "Maybe I can make it run!" he thought, so he grabbed his first aid kit and hit that bear right between the eyes, not just once, but over and over and over and over again, my friend.
He's been running ever since.
Now, Stanley Greenberg, a Democrat pollster, has released a most interesting poll. It turns out that in the battleground districts in which things turned out so badly for the Dems last election, things look even worse now!
The Awesome One can run, but he can't hide, Not from his policies.
