The outcome of recent polling has brought some remarkable transformations to the Democratic Party
If you pay any attention to political advertisements, especially those in my own state of Illinois, you will see that the Democrats are beginning to sound a lot more like Republicans.
Let’s pretend for a moment that we do not know that Illinois senatorial candidate Alexi Giannoulias (D-IL) is not a Democrat.
Aside from the insertion of class warfare, you probably would not know from his criticism of Washington spending that Giannoulias is one of Barack Obama’s best mobster past checkered friends- and a liberal.
Liberal policies of tax and spend are not popular. The polls tell us that.
No Democrat wants to be associated with Obamacare or the stimulus. So what do you do when you are losing in the polls and need to gain more votes?
Who cares if you don’t mean what you say? Who cares if you have to deny your liberal values and hold your nose while saying ” Washington is being irresponsible”? As long as it gets votes, the Democrats will say what they need to say to win.
I call it the “Centrist House Rock”.
Waning in the political doghouse, Democrats brainstorm for a new song and dance- something that will sell to formerly adoring voters.
Their jobs depend on the popularity of its rockstar’s policies.
If they lose their political seats, they might have to go back to their respective states and actually work for a living.
Harry Reid (D-NV) actually dealing with his constituents on the daily basis is his worse nightmare. What if they speak Negro dialect? How will he cope?
Barbara Boxer (D-CA) might actually be called Ma’am by someone.
These guys are in danger of losing that which they hold most precious- a cushy job where they get paid to spend tax payers money on worthless legislation and not actually deal with the problems of the very people they claim to care about.
Obama- THE KING, stands at the top of the jailhouse observation deck, he must come up with a plan- not to save Americans, but to save his own jackass.
From the outset, it was clear to most Americans that Barack Obama is far left. Because the hope and change dance is no longer working its magic, Democrats are running away from the toxic Kool Aid Man.
With little time left, they only have history to turn to.
Dusting off the relics of successful Democrats past, they will pull out the original “First Black President,” William Jefferson Clinton.
Imagine the donkeys dancing around their jail cells, asses gyrating to soulful rock music. Lyrics of centrism begin to circulate. Can a jackass change its stripes?
“We can do anything the Republicans can do better”…”We can do conservative better than YOU.”
“No you can’t”
“Yes WE CAN”
“You said that in 2008”
“YES WE CAN”
“NO YOU CAN’T”
Hmmm, it seems that no matter how many rehearsals are held for the Centrist House Rock, there is no adequate protection against the red war paint smudging off and exposing a blue liberal face. Elephants never forget.
Jackasses often do – especially when it comes to their past record on oh let’s say spending and criminal acts.
Oh, come on Alexi just pull an Obama circa 2007-” So yeah, I bought my home from Tony Rezko- a mobster”, and say “It was bone-headed”. Do as Obama says since you all do what he do.
Opinions on this differ. Liberal pundits say that Obama was centrist all along. The reason why Democrats are disillusioned by his behavior, is because he is not liberal enough. He promised to be left of left of center. Share the wealth, do not extend the Bush tax cuts, prosecute Bush and Cheney. But the changes have not come fast enough for Obama supporters. The troops are still in Afghanistan, Gitmo is still open, there is not a pony on everyone’s doorstep.
Obama was entrusted with the object of hope and he let his party down.
All was forsaken to elect the master of change- a cult of personality.
And what happens when the cult members wise up?
The personality changes, especially when it’s hide is on the line.
Stripes are changed, lies are told. You play the blame game and regurgitate liberal talking points.
Admittedly some are better than others.
But who said that rock songs ever have to be good?
They just have to catch on.
Autographed Letter Signed,