Now that the looney denizens of Left Blogistan, as we’ve come to know and loathe them, have anointed a first-term Senator from the most enduringly corrupt city in one of the most corrupt states in the Union, for no apparent reason other than they thought it would be “teh kewl,” they seem to believe that gives them the right to question the newly crowned Obamessiah’s actions. Ha, ha, ha.
“Boo hoo hoo,” they cry, “how can He appoint those guys?” “Waaah,” they wail, “what about us?” “Bu, bu, but,” they blubber, “He promised!” Nyuk, nyuk,nyuk. Boy, am I enjoying this. Who needs Fitzmas when they’ve got ‘The Revelation of the True Face of the New Age Pagan God?” Behold:
“And I would note that a couple of years ago, I was invited to Rick Warren’s church to speak, despite his awareness that I held views that were entirely contrary to his when it came to gay and lesbian rights, when it came to issues like abortion. …
“And that dialogue, I think, is part of what my campaign’s been all about: That we’re not going to agree on every single issue, but what we have to do is to be able to create an atmosphere … where we can disagree without being disagreeable and then focus on those things that we hold in common as Americans.”
Ah-men.
Don’t they get it? Their new Messiah can beckon forth whatever of His flock He chooses to bless His ascension. He needs no concordance. Especially from the sheeple whose only function was to rubber stamp his pre-ordained deification through the celebration of their groundless exaltation. How presumptuous of them! Fools!
Just when you think a despicable display of sexist misogyny has unfortunately been relegated to the dustbins of recent history, along comes a sad excuse for “journalism-as-spin” that brings the whole sordid mess back to the fore. In a silly-assed Washington Post rah-rah Obama piece, Eli Saslow “fluffs” Jon Favreau in an attempt to excuse his frat-boy behavior by talking up his dubious talent. Yes, Favreau can lift inspirational passages from famous historical speeches and bracket them with trite advertising slogans and folksy parables as well as, or better than, most, but, is that really praise-worthy? And, can any responsible adult be considered so if he promotes a “boys will be boys” excuse for the president-elect’s ventriloquist-by-proxy? (Axelrod puts the ideas in Favreau’s head, then Jonny puts the words in Obie’s mouth.)
Three months ago, Favreau lived in a group house with six friends in Chicago, where he rarely shaved, never cooked and sometimes stayed up to play video games until early morning. Now, he has transformed into what one friend called a “Washington political force” — a minor celebrity with a down payment on a Dupont Circle condo, whose silly Facebook photos with a Hillary Rodham Clinton cutout created what passes for controversy in Obama’s so far drama-free transition.
There are just so many things wrong with that portion of a paragraph from Salow’s pitiful piece of pointless praise that one barely knows where to start. “Obama’s so far drama-free transition?” Is this guy kidding? Did he just wake up from a self-induced coma, unburdened by the reality of Rezko, Blagojevich, Wright and Company Under The Bus tours? And, what the hell does shaving have to do with “celebrity?” Does “Favs” shave every day now? Was he freshly shaven at the party? Was the possibility that he was tonsorially irresponsible excuse, mitigate or explain his drunken, disrespectful pose with the image of the nation’s new Secretary of State?
I really don’t care what Hillary Clinton says about the incident, nor do I care for the “good ol’ boys” club mentality James Carville espouses that diminishes Favreau’s bad juvenile behavior. He got busted being stupid, he should be fired. Otherwise, he’ll never learn, and probably never grow up. And maybe Saslow and Carville will learn that “silly” jokes about sexual harassment are just as funny as ones about lynching black people, dumb Polacks, backwoods hillbillies, penny-pinching Jews, and their mothers.
There’s Chicago politics, and there’s Illinois politics; sometimes they overlap, sometimes they clash. Players who support each other locally gleefully sell each other down the river statewise and vice versa. You’ve heard of inmates running the asylum, imagine toddlers running the university and you have a pretty good idea of the political landscape in the Land of Lincoln.
Everybody hates everybody who can’t help them, until they can. Then, they support them fully, until they don’t. State Senator Dick Durbin supposedly joked, when asked about the long-standing feud between House Speaker, Mike Madigan (father of Attorney General Lisa) and Governor Rod Blagojevich, that it would be wiser to hang out in the Middle east than deal with their mess:
Illinois senior Senator Dick Durbin said in 2008 that he receives many constituent complaints about the dispute between Blagojevich and Madigan, with letter writers wanting him to step in to negotiate.[6] Durbin said the subject is also often talked about in the United States Congress in Washington, DC among the Illinois congressional delegation.[6] However, Durbin joked that he’d rather go to Baghdad to mediate than Springfield.[6]
That Madigan and Blagojevich are enemies is no secret, nor is the fact that Madigan has been planning to solicit the Supreme Court to have Blaggo removed since the summer, circulating an “impeachment memo” that House Impeachment Committee Chair, Obama supporter and neighbor, Barbara Flynn Currie called an “opinion piece” the committee was “not considering” in their ongoing process. Pouncing on the opportunity to put his plan in action afforded him by Hot Rod’s recent arrest, (the timing of which was not affected by any news story) Madigan, via Lisa announced their fall back intentions to have Blago declared unfit within hours of his release on bail. Unfortunately for them, that case was dismissed, as anybody with a brain knew it would be. No matter, Madigan’s purpose was served. Blago was further damaged by negative press, the Madigans at least tried, gosh darnit, and there’s always impeachment.
Mike Madigan and Currie were superdelegate supporters of Barack Obama, who has had his own love/hate relationship with Blags. Then, there’s Jesse Jackson, Jr. (Candidate Number 5,) Mayor Richard Daley and his brother, Obama campaign senior adviser, William, of J.P. Morgan Chase, Obama political “Godfather,” and Blagobuddy, Emil Jones, who hates Madigan, Tony Rezko and Alex Giannoulias, all of whom circulate in and around Oblago’s orbit, depending upon the degree of advantage doing so affords them. Daley has not always been an Obama fan, and Jesse Jr. has issues with Madigan (once co-chair of Blago’s re-election committee) regarding Obama’s support for Giannoulias. From Jackson’s website, August, 2006:
Everyone knows House Speaker Michael Madigan is a man of few words.
Last week, he uttered a special one: Messiah.
“There’s been no word from the messiah,” Madigan answered wryly when I asked whether he would be supporting Democratic Treasurer nominee Alexi Giannoulias in November.
The “messiah” to whom Madigan referred is U.S. Sen. Barack Obama.
Obama yanked Giannoulias from obscurity and endorsed his run for state treasurer — despite the fact that Madigan had a different candidate in mind. In TV commercials that catapulted Giannoulias into Illinois living rooms, Obama called the young treasurer candidate “one of the most outstanding young men I could ever hope to meet.”
Illinois State treasurer Alexi Giannoulias has been accused of making loans to mobsters, supports a “pooling pensions” plan once proposed by Blagojevich, (who has his own problems on that score with his father-in-law, Alderman Richard Mell as well as Rezko,) and has a long history with “the Messiah.” Of course, Obama and Blagojevich both also have Rezko connections. In light of the current Blago problems, that also touch upon his wife, Patti, her father, Mell, is threatening to tell what he knows.
And that’s just the prologue. After following all these links I’ve provided, I’m even more convinced that Obama’s brand of Chi-town politics is “Hardball with Clean Hands,” or, “you’re busted, prove I had something to do with it,” and that he likely, deliberately, set Blago up for this Senate seat fall. And we haven’t even mentioned Daley-Blagojevich supporting, DLC member, and designated carrot-dangler, Rahm Emanuel. As much as I’d like to go through each and every one of these little subplots and explore them in more detail, the multiple plot twists and turns have fried my brain. Oh, well, tomorrow is another day, and who knows who’ll be hating who by then?
Now that the looney denizens of Left Blogistan, as we’ve come to know and loathe them, have anointed a first-term Senator from the most enduringly corrupt city in one of the most corrupt states in the Union, for no apparent reason other than they thought it would be “teh kewl,” they seem to believe that gives them the right to question the newly crowned Obamessiah’s actions. Ha, ha, ha.
Just when you think a despicable display of sexist misogyny has unfortunately been relegated to the dustbins of recent history, along comes a sad excuse for “journalism-as-spin” that brings the whole sordid mess back to the fore. In a silly-assed 
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