I’m calling it right now. The Foley scandal has the Conservatrons sunk. Democrats win back the House.
Even as events looked good in the summer I felt that the Conservatrons could win enough news cycles to create enough of a false choice to barely hang on to a House and Senate majority.
No more. They cannot concoct anything more interesting to turn the page, so to speak. It would not matter quite as much if the Gay Old Party were not flush with santimonious scolds. A creepy child molester is the exact bogeyman that the Conservatrons have been fnording against for decades. Having to go through the whole damage control song and dance over this one effortlessly reveals them to be the manipulative plutocrats that they are. Big Man Pig Men that mouth words about “morals” while sheilding a pervert.
Ha ha, charade you are!
I’ve long loathed the Republicans of the Conservative Ascent. The loathing was mixed with a healthy respect – sort of like how one feels about throat cancer. Now they are just absurdities.
As I’ve written before: it is the fate of all conservative movements to lapse into self-parody before they collapse.