Every Face Needs A Nose
Apparently, there's this Phil E. Buster fellow lurking about the U.S. Senate chambers lately. The Democrats want to hear him speak and the Republicans think he's a complete and total wanker. He was never elected to actually serve in any official capacity and, in fact, the American people have been growing less and less enamored with the folks he supposedly speaks for these past several years.
Now, I understand that some big agreement has been reached that will allow Mr. Buster to mingle amongst our elected representatives just as long as he stands there quietly, doesn't make too much of a fuss when the grown ups are talking and stays the hell away from Sen. Kennedy's secret hooch cache.
I guess that's all fine and good for the time being...he bit his tongue today as the folks in the Senate actually sat down and did their job for a change. I do fear, however, that some day soon, Phil's buddies are going to call upon the old guy to stand up and make a whole lot of noise just when some mighty important legislatin' needs to be done.
If that happens, we need some one with the guts to go Gillooly on this guy's ass...and Senator Rick (don't call him Shane) Stantorum seems to be just the man for the job. God knows that this Frist fellow ain't acting like he's up to the task.
Having said that, it's hardly time to self implode. I think some of my friends in the New Media (wink, wink, nudge, nudge to the Nickster) need to chill out just a tad, wait until the cloud from this most recent dust-up settles a bit and have an ounce of faith in the party that put us where we are today.
You don't have to donate anymore, but let's try not to obliterate our present position with pointless intra-party sniping and backbiting just yet.
The true test is yet to come.
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