Reading a post at Hot Air today which came with an entertaining video I was put in mind of the Raymond Chandler story Little Sister. There is a great scene in it where the cops are going to grill Marlowe when the two detectives get in an argument and one of them slugs the other one. The guy who got hit shakes it off and says
It’s a new kind of third degree. The cops beat hell out of each other and the suspect cracks up from the agony of watching.
That seems to be, to use a hardboiled detective story term, the M.O. this year.
Instead of the usual Elect me and this is what I’ll do for you kind of campaign rhetoric what we’re getting is more of a This is what we did to you and if you don’t like it it’s because you’re stupid and racist!
Then there’s the little matter of the budget. Congress is spending our tomorrows like there’s no, well, tomorrow, and they think if they just don’t put what they’re actually doing into the formal writing of a budget that we won’t notice.
This is a little like junior taking the family car to a party, getting blitzed, and plowing into a phone pole on the way home, then thinking if he slips the car into the garage and shows up at breakfast all dressed, showered, and perky that everything will be OK and when dad gets in the car to go to work he won’t notice it’s missing its right front side.
That’s kind of how it struck me, anyway. See what you think.
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