It’s morning in America….
The deeply disturbing similarities to George W. Bush aside, Rick Perry has also got that Ronald Reagan thing happening, have you noticed that? Good hair, telegenic, sunny disposition, smooth talker – and dumber than dog shit. The perfect candidate in this era of soundbites and snake oil. Just when you thought that the 2012 clown parade could not possibly get any stupider, enter Rick Perry, stage right – extreme right.
Life is beautiful.
Of course we are thirteen months away from Election Day 2012 – a lifetime in politics as they never tire of reminding us. So much can happen between now and then that it staggers the senses to even attempt to comprehend it all. This much is certain: Despite her “victory” yesterday in the laughably irrelevant “Iowa Straw Poll” there is no way it fate’s twisted scheme that Michele Bachmann is going to get the nomination of her party – not in 2012 or any other year for that matter. The folks who tend to vote in GOP primaries in the south and many parts of the Midwest might think that sending this deplorable twit to the White House might be a dandy idea at the moment, I’m pretty sure that most of them will sober up by the time the primary season goes into full tilt in the winter. Saturday was her mountaintop. Let the poor, wretched woman savor her moment of glory.
Which brings us to the strange phenomenon of Rick Perry – or “Governor Good Hair” as the late, great Molly Ivins liked to refer to him. I miss that woman like nobody’s business.
It would have been a lot easier for me to dismiss our man Rick as a half-witted fringe candidate if the year was 1960. Unfortunately 2011 is not 1960, and extremist politicians who would have felt right at home at a Nuremberg rally circa 1933 are pretty much the norm these days as far as the “party of Abraham Lincoln” is concerned. Rick Perry’s candidacy isn’t any political freak accident; it is fait accompli.
Rick describes himself as a devout Christian. Did you see his prayer rally last week? I took a pass. Watching politicians desecrate the teachings of Jesus Christ always puts me into a mean, blind funk. This is the same bastard who refused to commute the death sentence of some guy who was convicted of setting an arson that killed his three children. The only problem was the fact that there was voluminous scientific evidence in the evidence in the man’s favor which proved that the fire had been accidental. Like Bush before him,Rick just had to prove to the country at large just how “tough on crime” he was. After the poor man was executed – murdered in cold blood – by the state of Texas, an investigation was initiated to get to the bottom of what went wrong. Governor Perry put a stop to that investigation.
“Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.” –Jesus of Nazareth, from the Sermon on the Mount
Some “Christian” that Rick Perry.
While your typical Republican primary voter may be smart enough to realize that Michele Bachmann doesn’t stand much of a chance in the general election against an incumbent president, they’re just dumb enough to see Rick as the winning alternative – and hell, who’s to say that they’re wrong? An electorate screamingly crazy enough to twice go with Dubya is capable of just about anything. I wouldn’t bet even a small fortune on the chances of President Obama defeating him next year.
Some are implying that a “President Perry” would only be the final nail in America’s coffin. I disagree. George W. Bush was the final nail. A Perry administration would merely prove to be yet another nail in a coffin that is already sealed shut. If he somehow miraculously makes it to the executive mansion on January 20, 2013, don’t sweat it. One more reactionary cowboy in the Oval Office will only be anticlimactic. The eternal damage has been done. This country is finished. Why get so bent out of shape about it? I’m not.
The aforementioned Molly Ivins once advised us that putting people in charge of government who don’t believe in government is generally not a particularly nifty idea. The gal had a talent for understatement, didn’t she? Let me have a shot at it: Sending to the White House a guy who has twice – for the public record – hinted that his state might secede from the Union is as non-nifty (and then some) as Molly’s example.
NOTE TO MY BELOVED COUSINS, THE FABULOUS BARRAS FAMILY OF PORT ARTHUR, TEXAS: Forgive me for the following one, kids:
Not that I believe losing the Lone Star State would be such a national disgrace. That place is just too damned dysfunctional. And to think we fought a war with Mexico over the place! Be careful what you wish for – you know what I’m talking about? If they ever decide they need to leave the union, let ’em leave in peace. No civil war; just let them go. Seriously
The theme to Rick’s campaign will be the myth of the so-called “Texas Miracle”, the claim that forty percent of the nations jobs created in the last three years were in fact created in Texas. In his column in this morning’s New York Times, Paul Krugman made the following observation:
“What Texas shows is that a state offering cheap labor and, less important, weak regulation can attract jobs from other states. I believe that the appropriate response to this insight is ‘Well, duh.’ The point is that arguing from this experience that depressing wages and dismantling regulation in America as a whole would create more jobs — which is, whatever Mr. Perry may say, what Perrynomics amounts to in practice — involves a fallacy of composition: every state can’t lure jobs away from every other state.”
You gotta love Krugman. You just gotta!
Yeah, a boatload of jobs were created in Texas in the last few years. About half of those jobs were the result of President Obama’s hated stimulus package. The other half were mostly minimum wage. Would you like some fries to go with that Triple Whopper? Have a nice heart attack!
By the way, Rick Perry wants to do away with the primary process. He wants the task of sending Senators and Congresspersons to Washington to be placed back in the hands of politicians in the statehouse – not the people. Just like it was in the nineteenth century. Please vote Republican. Please? Make my job easier. I’m begging you.
I’m looking forward to the Perry Campaign like an eight-year-old kid looks forward to Christmas morning. A campaign as endearingly weird as his ought to be good for too much material to catalog. Can he make it all the way to the convention? It’s not bloody likely that the religious bigots who now control that disgusting party will be nominating Mormon Mitt Romney – the only one of the current frontrunners with an I higher than your average moldy, half-eaten box of Rice Crispies. It’s morning again in America. Times as weird as these demand Rick Perry.
Git ’em, cowboy!
And while you’re at it, get used to living in a country in ruins.