At the risk of boring you stiff (or creating a new genre of horror writing where Ben Bernanke wanders around moaning "Braiiiiiiiinnnnns") with the bailout stuff, I'll limit myself to two thoughts.
First, we had no leadership yesterday. None. Bush, being a lame duck and having cashed in his credibility chips, can't count.
But no one else stepped up. Not McCain, not Obama, not anyone in the House. No. Buh. Dee.
And a special Order of Demerit to San Fran Nan, whose shrieky partisanship failed to carry the day. Oddly enough. That wasn't a reason to vote against the package, and it was stupid for the GOP to say so. But her behavior did a nice job of squelching the argument that we are indeed, facing a crippling crisis. Instead, it's partisan point scoring as usual.
Imagine Churchill saying in 1940:
"I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat. Plus a boot to the arse of the brain-dead Labourites whose blinkered pacificism helped lead us to this precipice."
Not good.
Second: your head to the hills advice o' the day.
A middle-aged husband, father, bibliophile and history enthusiast commenting to no one in particular.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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