I readily admit I wasn’t as taken with Rand Paul’s filibuster as some other people were. For one thing, I thought if he was going to engage in a 13-hour talkfest, it should have been when Chuck Hagel was on the hot seat. After all, John Brennan is a far better choice to head up the CIA than Hagel is to be Secretary of Defense or, for that matter, a men’s room attendant in the Senate office building.
For another thing, it would have been far more important to use Hagel’s confirmation as a way to get to the bottom of the Benghazi massacre and Obama’s subsequent cover-up than it was to get Eric Holder to promise he wouldn’t use drones to kill American-born terrorists in the U.S.
Having now made my own position clear, I want it noted that I think it is time that John McCain and Lindsey Graham quit bad-mouthing the likes of Rand Paul, Ted Cruz and Justin Amash, for not taking their marching orders from Republican dinosaurs such as themselves.
McCain, in particular, has a lot of gall calling them names and stating, “It’s always the wacko birds on the right and left that get the media megaphone.” Well, he ought to know. Ever since the NY Times, during the 2008 Republican primaries, referred to him as a statesman, McCain has rarely been more than a few inches away from a megaphone. What McCain and a few others can’t seem to grasp is that when the Times refers to a Republican as a statesman, it either means the guy just dropped dead or that he is the GOP primary candidate most likely to lose in the general election to a Democrat.
Recently, Mitt Romney told Chris Wallace that he realizes that as the fellow who lost the election to Obama, he can’t very well expect to be a spokesman for the GOP. Well, Romney came a lot closer to defeating Obama than McCain did, but we haven’t yet seen McCain grasp the fact that the parade has passed him by.
Inasmuch as McCain’s major accomplishments were getting his name entwined with those of Russ Feingold and Ted Kennedy on lousy pieces of legislation, and opposing the very enhanced interrogations that led to the execution of Osama bin Laden, one has to wonder why Arizona’s Republicans didn’t long ago retire his sorry butt to Phoenix, where he could raise chickens and bore the old timers at the local diner, telling them what a swell guy Ted Kennedy was.
Although I still like Marco Rubio, I’m a little concerned that he will merely pick up where McCain left off when it comes to comprehensive immigration reform. The Republicans went into such total shock after Obama took 71% of the Hispanic vote against Romney that they run a very good risk of shooting themselves in the foot, in the leg and in the head, in their attempt to make an inroad with that particular ethnic group.
But before they toss all of their principles out with the bath water, they should keep in mind the way that Reagan was sucker-punched by the Democrats. On the mere promise that the liberals would secure the southern border, Mr. “Trust-But-Verify” signed the 1986 amnesty bill. In appreciation, Latinos gave his successor, George H.W. Bush, a measly 30% of their votes in 1988. And in the six presidential races since then, they have given the Republican candidate an average of just 29%.
But, as you may have noticed, blacks don’t exactly flaunt their appreciation of Abe Lincoln’s political party, either.
My suggested response to Senator Rubio and all the other well-intentioned Republicans who start beating the drum, demanding a pathway to citizenship for illegal aliens, is to take a page out of the football fan playbook, and start chanting: “De-fence! De-fence! De-fence!”