Because if it was a massacre, Sharron Angle and Christine O’Donnell would’ve ended up added to our list of national embarrassments. As it is, we just have to worry about John “Agent Orange” Boehner parading around as Speaker of the House for the next two years. Anyone know where I can get airsick bags in bulk?
Great job, America. I do hope you enjoy the endless round of idiocy leading to the next Great Recession the lackwit majority of you voted for. Those of you who don’t pay attention to politics might not realize what voting for Cons does, but you’d think all those episodes of CSI would’ve taught you that arsonists aren’t so much interested in setting backfires, but pouring gasoline on the conflagration.
At least I know the majority of my readers are smart enough not to give them matches. You, my darlings, are my only consolation. Well, you and endless episodes of House. Which I am now going back to, as I haven’t enough alcohol handy to ease the annoyance. It’s too bad. I should’ve had a glass of something good handy with which to toast Blanche Lincoln’s loss – my other consolation, as she’s the one Senate Dem up for reelection this year whose unceremonious asskicking I can wholeheartedly applaud. Her loss is our definite gain.
I shall leave you all with the wise words of Phoebes-in-Santa-Fe:
Okay, so we mourn our losses tonight and we get back to work tomorrow.
Indeed we do.