I am pleased to note that that my countrymen were, indeed, not That Fucking Stupid.
But the critical mass of Americans rejected the siren call of Republican cloudcuckooland. the fantasy that we could lower taxes and fight wars and "privatize" everyfuckingthing and not get screwed like a drunken prom date.
Better; it seems that the immense Edifice of Stupid that calls itself the Tea Party managed to find candidates that were not just stupid but stupid and indiscreet to the point where not even the most purblind of scriveners and the least informed of voters could ignore them.
That the sort of men like Akin and Mourdock are now, happily, hopefully, now filling out the employment application at the local quickee-mart warms my liberal heart.
Note to the GOP: next time, run fewer rape philosophers.
Krugman summed it up well: "...one big thing that just happened was that the real America trumped the “real America”. And it’s also the election that lets us ask, finally, “Who cares what’s the matter with Kansas?”
That was merely a battle. The war continues. Now is not the time for complacency or mercy. Now is not the time for pity or ease. Listening to the commentary late in the evening on CNN I was stunned by the punditry talking about how this victory meant that Obama and the Dems would need to make MORE compromises with the plutocrats and oligarchs.
The Rovian disease abounds in the land; nearly half our countrymen voted for an entitled dick who wanted to govern like Herbert Hoover and whose functionaries are worse, who are working for the New Feudalism. The people who loved them some Bush, some Cheney, will not respect our "cooperation" and our "bipartisanship". They never have. They will respect a boot in the face.
Bob Reich talks about how we must "rediscover the public good".
But that would mean purging the Right of those Visigoths who deny that there IS such a thing as "public good"; the relentless union-busters, government-shrinkers, privatizers, theocrats, and teatards.
We must always remember; as it is presently constituted the Republican Party cannot be reformed. Ceterum censeo GOP delendam esse.
When he stands up like a tired man, tottering near and near;
When he stands up as pleading, in wavering, man-brute guise,
When he veils the hate and cunning of his little, swinish eyes;
"When he shows as seeking quarter, with paws like hands in prayer
That is the time of peril -- the time of the Truce of the Bear!"
Eyeless, noseless, and lipless, asking a dole at the door,
Matun, the old blind beggar, he tells it o'er and o'er;
Fumbling and feeling the rifles, warming his hands at the flame,
Hearing our careless white men talk of the morrow's game;
Over and over the story, ending as he began: --
"There is no truce with Adam-zad, the Bear that looks like a Man!"
~ R. Kipling The Truce of the Bear