By Rick Saunders
Despite the risky assumption that there remains even a shred of conscience or even a solitary scintillum of statesmanship left in certain members of the majority party in Congress, here’s a bold proposal. Admittedly, this suggestion will go absolutely nowhere (because those who would need to act are political cowards who will continue place their own personal goals and desires above the welfare of the nation) but it feels really good to suggest it, because to quote Robert A. Zimmerman–Bob Dylan to his friends–the times, they are a-changin’. And in a way Barack Obama and his sycophants would not like. Stay with me here.
First, Elle Ms. Commandante Pelosi surely knows that, even if she successfully pushes her Frankenstein Monster (a.k.a. H.R. 3962) through the House, there is not a snowball’s chance in an Iranian nuke fireball that it will get through the Senate. Not gonna happen. So why the push? Because, like the canine that can and therefore does lick itself, she can. Because she’s the Speaker of the House.
Ah… there’s the rub, which brings us to Point Two. Congressman John Shadegg (R-AZ) has just posted on his Web site a list of so-called House “Blue Dog Democrats” who have recently experienced a political epiphany of sorts following the tea parties and following the town hall meetings in districts back home. These are officials who have “voluntarily” permitted themselves to be deemed Blue Dogs, a self-characterization motivated perhaps by the notion that it is better to appear moderate and claim to be a Blue Dog so as to mollify and placate the voters back in their districts, than it is to appear radical in order to please the House Speaker. This is particularly evident now that (a)the messianic glow that emanated from the White House in January has dimmed a lot; (b) a few million voters in New Jersey and Virginia have handed the administration a stinging rebuke of their radical, leftist agendas; and (c) Pelosi’s “Hey-we-won-last-Tuesday” lunacy is now becoming an embarrassment.
Hey, I’m happy as the next guy to keep a clown as the representative of the Democrats in the House, but the nation can no longer abide this creature.
Which brings us to Point Three. These Blue Dog Democrats–there are 56 of them–need to wake up and smell the unemployment line and local library speaking circuit because, if they don’t, they are going to be dumped into the trash quicker than spent coffee grounds on a Tuesday morning. More precisely, that glorious Tuesday about a year from now when concerned Americans from coast to coast can pull that lever or press that button or punch that chad with a smile on their face. It will be that day when every single one of them will be voted out of office by an invigorated electorate who will no longer stand for the decimation of their nation at the hands of lunatics like Nancy Pelosi, Barney Frank, Maxine Waters, Hank Waxman, John Murtha, Jerry “No Neck” Nadler, Steny Hoyer and Charlie Rangel, to name but a few luminaries in the Democratic galaxy now occupying the House.
The solution (again, only as realistic as a selfless Democrat politician): at least 41 of the Blue Dogs should act immediately–not tomorrow, not next week . . . NOW–and announce that they are putting their fortunes and principles where their mouths are, placing statesmanship above party, and are . . . wait for it . . . wait for it . . . changing party affiliation. This morning, they were registered Democrats. This evening, they are Republicans. Sort of like the metamorphosis that Arlen Specter went through, but unlike Specter, in reverse and for patriotic and principled reasons rather than political expediency. Call them up. Now. Tell them that it’s the right thing to do.
Far-fetched? Of course. But picturing the look on Nancy Pelosi’s face–though it takes a little imagination to make her capable of showing emotion–should be enough to get anyone through a tough and frustrating day. In short order, Queen Nancy would be sent packing back to a basement closet in the House Wing of the Capitol and a Republican would become Speaker of the House. Obamacare would get stopped in its tracks. The nation might actually step back from the precipice of Zimbabwefication and third-world bankruptcy now in the planning and implementation stages, being designed on the White House drawing boards. And maybe, just maybe, the radicalization of the country would slow down, if not stop entirely.
Sure, it’s a dream. Sure, it’s unlikely if not impossible. But just as surely as Nancy Pelosi can dream of a situation where formerly wealthy Americans are crossing the border into Mexico for a chance at a better life and more competent medical care, why can’t we dream, too?
Rick Saunders is a freelance writer who splits his time between endeavors in southern California and the American southwest. He began writing for America’s Right in December 2008.