Can’t Win For Losing January 20, 2009Posted by lizp4 in Uncategorized.
Why is it that what’s-his-name has so much trouble keeping the spotlight on himself? First, it was the announcement of John McCain’s choice of Sarah Palin as his running mate that rained on the afterglow of w-h-n’s barnburner of a convention speech. (Belated update: Forgot to throw in the upstaging he got when he accosted Joe Wurzelbacher in Ohio and got a bug put in his ear about redistribution of income…)
Now, on the very DAY that he should have all the glory, what happens? Not just one, but two — count ‘em, TWO — old glory-hounds collapse in Statuary Hall during an inauguration luncheon. Teddy “Chappaquiddick Kid” Kennedy had a siezure related to his terminal brain tumor, and Robert C. “Grand Kleagle” Byrd, probably alarmed at the sight of a dark-skinned President taking the Oath of Office, keeled over at the same luncheon. He is VERY old. Most dirt is younger. He’s been in the Senate since shortly after the Flood — not Johnstown, but Noah.
I hope they recover, even if it’s only long enough to confess and make their peace with the Almighty Judge of Hearts.