U.S. Sen. Lisa Murkowski has decided to run as a write-in candidate in the November election, according to an e-mail from a campaign supporter. And a Murkowski cousin, Mary Gore, wrote on her Facebook page today that Murkowski will announce her continued candidacy in Anchorage this afternoon.
On the bright side? This ought to silence all Republican criticism of Christine O’Donnell’s campaign. Hell’s bells, Charlie Crist has a better chance of winning in Florida than Lisa Murkowski has in Alaska — and Charlie’s got no chance at all.
Just as Frank and Lisa Murkowski put their own interests ahead of the nation’s eight years ago with nepotism, Lisa will once again put political ambition ahead of love for country.
Your television screen will reveal to you something very important today. . . . Take a close look at those standing behind Murkowski. You will be looking into the eyes of establishment Republicans desperately trying to hold onto our country’s big government, special interest ways. The Murkowski live news conference will reveal to us those in the party who probably never were conservatives.
“Probably”? There are a lot of opportunists in the GOP, “Professional Republicans” whose partisanship is a function of career interest. Perhaps they’ve been in the game so long they can no longer distinguish between political principle and personal ambition, but they certainly never let the former get in the way of the latter.
Bright side? They’re falling like dominoes now: Arlen Specter, Dede Scozzafava, Charlie Crist, Bob Bennett, Bob Inglis, Mike Castle . . . and now, as Doug Brady points out, Alaska Sen. Veruca Salt:
What can I do
To get on the right track?
Wish they’d take some of these
Knives out of my back.
Let me say a few word about The Backstabbers — not just those faithless former servants who are now disparaging Christine O’Donnell, but the entire category of Republican campaign aides, consultants and operatives who specialize in tearing down their former employers (and each other).
When you apply for a job, you have made a decision to serve. If the terms of your service become onerous, if you dislike your employer or your colleagues or your position within the organization, then certainly you should seek employment elsewhere. Yet your dissatisfaction does not justify public disparagment of your former employer.
No harm, no foul: You got a job, it didn’t work out, you quit. It happens every day in the real world, and people go on with their lives without thinking much about it.
For some reason, however, that’s not how it works in Republican politics. I’ve lost count of how many internecine feuds I’ve seen among staffers, consultants and other political operatives during this long campaign season. The jealousy and self-serving vindictiveness of those who constantly gossip and scheme, who can scarcely wait to be out of earshot of their colleagues before they start running them down — this horrifies me.
In a word, such behavior is dishonorable.
If you’ve got a problem with your boss or your colleague, the right thing to do is to discuss the problem directly with them. Don’t go telling tales behind the backs of people who have no reason to suspect your malicious intent. Don’t sit around stewing about how you’re going to get even with someone who may not even be aware of your discontent.
Look, if I’ve got a problem with somebody, I don’t hide it. Ask Tucker Carlson. From the get-go, it was my belief that Tucker’s plans for The Daily Caller bore a dangerous resemblance to the memorable disaster known as Culture 11. So I spoke out publicly, laying out the sources of my own resentment and doubts, declaring: “It had better not suck.”
You know something? After a few weeks of my steady hammering, I got an e-mail from Tucker asking for my phone number. He called me and we talked, and when it eventually became evident that he was going to get the thing going, I took a vow to stop slagging the Daily Caller. All in all, it’s sucked far less than I originally expected, and their young political correspondent Alex Pappas probably deserves a raise.
That’s how you deal with a problem like that. Contrast that to the way Christine O’Donnell’s former campaign aides have conducted themselves: Lying in wait for two years and then dishing dirt to reporters, trying to build themselves up by tearing her down.
Dishonorable.
So far as I know, I’ve never met Kristin Murray, Alan Moore or David Keegan, and cannot be accused of harboring any personal grievance against them. But their names are now on a list, and it ain’t a good list.
Alan Moore, who worked on press releases and policy statements for two months during the 2008 bid and now helps run the conservative site Townhall.com, said his conversations with the candidate led him to believe “her priorities were completely out of whack.”
Now a few questions:
Why is an employee of a news organization like Townhall giving this exclusive news to Politico?
Did Moore’s superiors at Townhall give him approval to disparage Christine O’Donnell in another publication?
Townhall is owned by Salem Communications, which also owns Hot Air. Were the employees of Hot Air informed that an employee of their parent company would be taking this action, which might tend to damage Hot Air’s reputation among conservative readers?
During my tenure at The Washington Times, I was occasionally called on the carpet for unauthorized actions outside my work duties. It was made clear to me that, as the centurion told Jesus, I was “a man under authority.” I fully expect that whoever is in charge at Townhall and Salem Communications will make that same point clear to Alan Moore, and that his employers will issue a statement making clear whether Townhall and Salem authorized Moore”s actions.
. . . and I still remember his name, but that’s not the point. See, it was first day of class in summer semester during my sophomore year in college, and I’d noticed this cute new blonde freshman out in the smoking area before our political science class. Continue reading He Was a Fratboy . . . →
Is it excessively geeky to open up the blog on the netbook to last May’s blood donation post, and then have a picture taken of that, while donating again?
I mean, of course it’s geeky. The question here is whether it’s excessively so.
Again, I go for the apheresis machine, which limits me to approximately three visits a year.
In the famous words of the most successful politician in Delaware history: Big f***ing deal.
Christine has a lesbian sister named Jennie, whom I’m pretty sure I met Wednesday while I was filing from the lobby of the Fairfield Inn in Dover. I also met Christine’s father, her mother, her brother-in-law, etc.
True confession time: Two of my cousins are Democrats.
I’m not going to name them, because I’m not sure whether they’re out of the closet. It’s disgusting to think that my own flesh and blood would vote for the Party of Evil but, after all, I was myself a Democrat until I was 35 years old. There but for the grace of God . . .
Please notice that progressives automatically assume that Jennie O’Donnell’s sexuality somehow discredits Christine. The MSM would never dream of employing this tactic — what shall we call it? hypocrisy by association? — against a Democrat. Surely there must be at least one liberal Democratic member of Congress whose close relative is an NRA member, a Southern Baptist, or a Tea Party activist. But you will never see the liberal media do a feature story portraying a Democrat’s right-wing kin as being some sort of a rebuke of their relative’s liberal politics:
STUMPWATER, Mississippi — His beer-drinking buddies call him “Catfish” and think of him as a regular good-ole-boy, but none of them know that Arnold Frank has a famous brother, the gay liberal congressman from Massachusetts . . .
Never going to happen, you see? The media’s unquestioned assumption is that all intelligent people of goodwill are liberal Democrats. So people who aren’t liberal Democrats are therefore automatically objects of suspicion, whose views and associations must be investigated and exposed.
It is only Republicans who ever receive this kind of treatment. A Democrat’s family history and career associations can never be used to discredit them. Say, for example, that a Democrat’s father was a foreign socialist, that he went to Indonesia with his mother whom he subsequently described as a “secular humanist,” and he spent 20 years in a church with a radical preacher while palling around with terrorists in the most notoriously corrupt city in America . . .
Not a story. Nothing to see here. Move along.
O’Donnellphobia is like Palin Derangment Syndrome, where anyone who’s ever had a disagreement with Sarah Palin becomes a credible source for a hit piece.
It was in college at Fairleigh Dickinson University in New Jersey that O’Donnell did things she regrets — drinking too much andhaving sex with guys with whom there wasn’t a strong emotional connection.
And if she was a liberal Democrat or Meghan McCain, this would make no difference whatsoever.
Only because Christine O’Donnell is a conservative Republican do these thing get reported. Why? Because conservatives are evil and dangerous and lurking in your children’s closets!
It’s just like the “raaaaacism” thing: Left-wing fear-mongers keep beating that drum to remind everyone that America is always just one GOP victory away from The Dark Night of Fascism, when the stormtroopers come goose-stepping down Main Street, rounding up the masturbators and homosexuals and brown people and anyone else who doesn’t swear the Blood Oath of Eternal Allegiance to Newt Gingrich.
You know: Like 1959 all over again, when Eisenhower was president and Richard Nixon ate nine Jewish babies for breakfast every morning and liberal college professors were routinely burned at the stake.
I hope the experience of entering an intersection you had no hope of clearing before your light went red, and then having your escape cut off by those of us going West on US-50 was sufficiently traumatic.
Our roads are filled with creeps like you, who think that there is no need to apply common sense to traffic situations. The act of looking down the road and making a reasonable estimate of your chances of clearing the intersection prior to entering said traffic feature must offend your sense of fairness, progress, and, of course, privilege.Genius entered from the NE and stopped at arrow tip.
It’s likely that a glance at the stern of your Mini Cooper would reveal a sticker beginning with the letter “O”. Furthermore, I’m sure you rail at the stone cold ugliness of Northern Virginia traffic, cursing the day George W. Bush exited Barbara to begin his reign of terrestrial terror and impediment of Holy Progress.
No doubt you instantly grasped that all of the irritated, oncoming traffic that left you stranded dead center in that oversized intersection were members of the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy, who wallowed in schadenfreude at the thought of hanging such an inconsiderate twerp out to dry on the clothesline of his own idiocy.
But will this public humiliation be enough? Will ruthlessly holding up a mirror to the face of your own selfish behavior convince you to think? Or, like the rest of the Progressive morons on either side of the aisle, will you simply hate reality all the more, blaming everything under the sun except your own idiocy, and pile on even more?
At some high level of abstraction, one should forgive you. And I do. But not the retardedness of your action. No, I want that moment to be a club with which you beat yourself into some repentance. Wait until you’re sure there is room for you prior to entering the intersection.
This revolutionary notion of considering the consequences of your actions can have a positive, catalytic effect on your life. Debt, bastards, and grievous injury can all be avoided by simple acts of forethought. Whatever else, learn from the experience you had there at Gallows Road today, that you avoid swinging from a similar metaphorical gibbet later on.
That is all.
Lisa Murkowski is as consumed with pathological narcissism as her worst enemies said? She’s listening to demented Palin-haters like Andrew Halcro and John Bitney?
