The Republicans Are Self Destructing Before Our Eyes, And The American People See It Clearly!

The Republican Party is self destructing before our eyes, as House Republicans led by the “Young Turks”–House Majority Leader Eric Cantor of Virginia, House Majority Whip Kevin McCarthy of California, and House Budget Committee Chairman Paul Ryan of Wisconsin–and supported by the 80 Tea Party Caucus members—are tying the hands of Speaker John Boehner, and making him look foolish!

Boehner had said an agreement of Senate Republicans led by Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell of Kentucky, with Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid of Nevada, and backed 89-11 in a bipartisan vote, allowing a temporary two month extension of unemployment compensation, the continuation of the middle class tax cut, and delay of cuts to Medicare doctors, was acceptable, with further action in January. But then, under pressure from the leaders mentioned above, he backtracked, and has brought about a situation where the continuation of the policies mentioned will be prevented, as the New Year comes on!

It is clear to anyone who watches what is going on, that Cantor, McCarthy, and Ryan are working together with the Tea Party supporters to paralyze the legislative process, and that their aim, ultimately, is not just to defeat Barack Obama for the Presidency in 2012, but also to remove John Boehner from the Speakership.

And as this goes on, a CNN poll shows Obama’s popularity has risen five points from 44 to 49 percent; the ratings of the Republicans have fallen six points from 49 to 43 percent; the Democrats ratings have stayed steadily at 55 percent; a majority now say they trust Obama more than the Congressional Republicans as compared to 44 percent before now; and dramatic gains among the middle class are being made by Obama, while Republicans continue to have the support of the wealthy.

So, Republicans, continue what you are doing and saying, and you are doomed to defeat in 2012 on all levels, as your arrogance and elitism are backfiring on your party!

One comment on “The Republicans Are Self Destructing Before Our Eyes, And The American People See It Clearly!

  1. Paul Doyle December 20, 2011 10:31 pm

    With apologies to Clement Moore and
    St. Boehner, the patron saint of the privileged.

    Twas the Nights before Christmas

    Twas the nights before Christmas, when all through the House,
    Not a creature was stirring, except for a louse.
    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
    In hopes that St Boehner soon would be there.

    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
    And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
    Had just set our heads for a long winter’s nap.

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the window I flew with a clash
    Tore open the shutters and saw the CNN news flash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny minded reps.

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St Boehner, ever so slick.
    More rapid than eagles his lackeys they came,
    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

    “Now Cantor! now, Ryan! now, McCarthy, you Vixen!
    On, Comet! On, Cupid! the Democrats, let’s Blitz-’em!
    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
    Now dash it away! Dash it away! Dash it away all!”

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
    As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
    Down the chimney St Boehner came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
    A bundle of Taxes he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

    His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
    And the beads of sweat on his chin were as white as the snow.

    The stump of a cigarette butt he held tight in his teeth,
    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook the tax relief, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
    And filled all the stockings, then turned with his jerks.
    And giving his middle finger aside of those he opposed.
    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
    And away they all flew like thieves with a tax message epistle.
    But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
    “Screw Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

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