There's something morbidly delightful about seeing right wingers eating
their own. It brings to mind snake cults like Set, with the snake
consuming itself with its tail in its mouth. or Paul Krendler being fed
his own brains by Hannibal Lecter. And, to paraphrase the inimitable Egberto Willie
s, when you've lost Fox "News", you done lost middle 'Murrica.
Mind you, now, this is Neil Cavuto we're talking about here, not some
deer-in-the-headlights "liberal" wondering what the fuck he's doing on a
Fox sound stage. This isn't Shep Smith or Alan Colmes or The Five
's Bob Beckel. This is the creator, says Jon Stewart, of "the Cavuto Mark
the punctuation mark that isn't quite a question mark but nonetheless
finds itself shat out the end of an irresponsible inquiry like an
interrupted dog turd.
In other words, kiddies, we're not talking about some fire-breathing liberal like Rachel Maddow here.
So, it was with particular glee to be treated to the sight yesterday of
Cavuto verbally body slam Michele Bachmann (R-Land of 1000 Lakes and
the 1000 Yard Stare) back onto the lame couch from which she'd valiantly
tried to struggle. It was all about Jon Boehner's hare-brained scheme
to take the President to court over, get this, exercising his
presidential prerogative to issue Executive Orders.
You know, those little memos the President sometimes issues, like the 381 President Reagan issued
between 1981-1989 and the 291 by Bush II. In fact, the current Chief
Executive has handed down fewer Executive Orders than any president in
our lifetimes, or 168 in his first five and a half years in office. To
put that in more concrete terms, President Reagan created an Executive
Order about once a week, whereas President Obama averages an Executive
Order about once every 11 days.
Not exactly the kind of
unilateral decision-making process one would come to expect from a
Banana Republic strong man the Republicans have been trying to paint him
as since 2009 (Like the one FDR was when he'd issued 3522 during his 12
years in office).
Undeterred, the House Speaker will sally
forth with his lawsuit and he'll, uh, let us know exactly which laws the
President has broken. Yeah, there's that pesky little matter first. The
Republican House leadership is absolutely convinced Mr. Obama has
violated the Constitution somehow. We know it in our guts. We just don't
know precisely how he'd done it. But a lawsuit feels right.
Into the fray sails Michele Bachmann, fully expecting to be lobbed one
helpful underhanded softball after another by Neil Cavuto and instead
found herself the target of a batting practice pitching machine set to
Cavuto started out by asking Bachmann what the GOP
is thinking in taking the president to court for exercising his
presidential prerogatives when there were so many bigger things in this
country to fix (Obviously, repealing ObamaCare was on the tip of his
tongue but he chose not to go there). Bachmann began her usual
blathering, conflating this with that, looking like a frustrated circus
chimp trying to pound a square peg into a round hole in a laboratory.
By the end of this four minute segment, Cavuto was so exasperated with
Bachmann, he was practically screaming like a banshee with its tit caught in
a wringer and said twice, "ROME IS BURNING."
Which, of course, it is.
Cavuto didn't go as far as claiming this was a partisan exercise, some
substitute for leadership by way of Republican Kabuki Theater just
before an unusually important midterm in which the President's entire
agenda both foreign and domestic is on the line and non-Nate Silvers
have been unctuously and confidently prognosticating for months the GOP
will take both chambers despite a 7% Congressional approval rating
Poor Michele the Merciless didn't know what hit her and Cavuto laid
into her with one body and head shot after another, not letting Bachmann
finish her typically vapid talking points. Even better, it was
delivered with a viciousness you'll never see from the ladylike Ms.
Maddow or the more measured and methodical Lawrence O'Donnell.
This was Fox "News", since 1996 the cheerleader for the GOP. And now
poor pompom-waving bastards like Neil Cavuto has to deal with the
teabagger Frankensteins they largely help create now that they're
staggering into the Arctic wasteland and dragging America with them. By
the end of the segment, this was essentially what we were seeing:
Reap the whirlwind, motherfuckers.