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Normally the only time I want to see a GOP headshot in the paper is if the subject has been sentenced. Or died. Preferably in an accident involving a gallon of industrial lubricant, an Aquaman costume and a Shop-Vac.
But the front page of today’s Washington Post could be very bad for the GOP, in the same way a well-stocked liquor cabinet could be very bad for an alcoholic. And what’s bad for the GOP is great for the U.S.A. And anyone who gets a hearty laugh from the sight of scumbags strewing rakes all over the place and then leaping on the tines.
Consider: Before this week the vast majority of human beings couldn’t have picked any of the poli-trolls pictured above out of a criminal identity parade, which is where they all belong. But after a few days of acting like assholes, shouting incoherently, and not doing any work – basically demonstrating their full skill set – their names and faces are on the front page of the Washington Post.
That rush of that sweet, delicious attention will end once there’s a Speaker of the House. To get more – and they will want more – they’ll have to go to the effort of thinking up another way to get it, and whatever they come up with will be even more obnoxious than this week’s ridiculousness.
And so on, and so on, until: KA-SPLAT.
