Charlie Pierce does a drive-by analysis of the Republican response to Obama's fairly innocuous and non-confrontational State of the Union Address. As usual, he nails it:
I'm going to miss Barack Obama's presidency, if only for the fact that his State of the Union address has become an occasion for Republicans to proudly let their freak flags fly. Let us see what we had last night. We had Randy Weber, tweeting about his fear of our tyrannical kommander-in-chef. We had Tim Huelskamp hearing the echoes of the jackboots in every syllable every uttered by kindly Doc Maddow. (Huelskamp had a nutty on the Twitter machine, too.) And then we had Michael Grimm's threatening to throw a reporter off the balcony and probably making Richard Sherman of the Seattle Seahawks say, "What the fk, dude?" out loud in his hotel room.
(By the way, I think I have it now. A signing statement that allows the United States torture people = good. An executive order that gets a Capitol janitor a raise = bad. Constitution, baby!)
And then there was Cathy McMorris Rogers, who was not nutty, but who, I believe, was attempting to sell me a dinette set. Also, can I just say to the nice furniture lady that I'm happy that she and her retired Naval commander husband both had that sweet government health-care so that their newborn son's pre-existing condition wasn't the kind of hardship it is for parents who are only now, through the Affordable Care Act, able to stave off financial disaster in similar circumstances.http://www.esquire.com/blogs/politics/republican-responses-to-state-of-the-union-012914
The Gadfly concurs with Pierce's observation of McMorris Rodgers' near comatose delivery. As he was listening to her drone on with her folksy, specifics barren generalities, The Gadfly temporarily lost all cerebral connection to the reality-based world and found himself ethereally trapped -- very like Malcolm McDowell's incarcerated character in 'A Clockwork Orange' . . .
. . . endlessly viewing what can only be described as the combination of the creepy movie The Stepford Wives and a horribly and amateurishly made IKEA commercial.
Thankfully The Gadfly was able to tear his eyes away from the train-wreck stupor of Mrs. Cleaver's speechifying long enough to allow himself to rejoin the non-Borg world of earthbound existence.
Frankly, in The Gadfly's not-so-humble view, the GOP would be just as well off hiring Pixar Studios to create an animated character for them to deliver all future GOP responses to the SOTU. The animators at Pixar could quite easily craft an onscreen character that displays more human life-like qualities and empathy than the soulless drones that the Republicans keep trotting out.
----TFG
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