Thursday, September 02, 2004

Testosterone

Okay. Now I understand. The Republican Party is the party of testosterone; of big chest-thumping on the edge maniacs whose women quietly sip tea and hum, Stand By Your Man, as the insanity of Dubya continues to infest the fabric of our precious society.

I really do understand now. Senator Zell Miller of Georgia and Vice President Dick Cheney convinced me.

My father, who was no testosterone-infested slouch himself, would have called Zell Miller's disgusting performance last night flagrant, jingoistic bullshit designed to ingratiate himself to those Georgian's who certainly believe God is on Dubya's side. Miller -- a very bad Democrat, indeed -- certainly knows who butters his bread come election day.

And yet, Kerry continues to be presidential. Why doesn't Kerry role up his sleeves, lose that Harvard civility and given 'em hell; identify Zell Miller as a "nut" and Dubya as an imperialist who rewards his friends and has absolutely no idea what it means to be a "middle class" American in these days of record budget deficits, outsourcing of critical jobs and the sad, tragic loss of middle American men and women fighting Dubya's war in Iraq to the benefit of whom? To, maybe, the benefit of Dubya's friends, like Halliburton ... Cheney's old outfit that is making money hand over fist on government contracts to rebuild Iraq?

Oh, I begin to wonder -- if Dubya wins in November -- what the next four years will bring.


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