Wednesday, November 2, 2005


I think it’s as funny as hell that Sen. Harry Reid took the Senate into closed session and pissed off the GOP. Let them rail on about “stunts” and “lost trust.” The irony of them crying foul is lost on them; this the party that holds open a fifteen-minute vote on the House floor for three hours so Tom DeLay can strong-arm wavering members; this is the party that held an extraordinary session and whooped through a bill to stomp the shit out of states’ rights, patients’ rights, and simple dignity in the Terri Schiavo case; this is the party that routinely denies conference status to any member of the minority party when it comes to working out differences in bills in committee, and this is the party that announces like a bunch of drunken frat boys at a rush parade, “We’re the majority. We rule.” All they need are togas.

That it took a seemingly mild-mannered and conservative Democrat like Harry Reid to finally call bullshit on the delay in the promised WMD investigation is both a shock and a surprise to a lot of people on the left and the right. But it’s not like he didn’t give them fair warning; back when the nuclear option was being discussed last spring, Sen. Reid warned that if the GOP changed the Senate rules, he would have no choice but to use every legal tactic he could to make sure the rights of the minority party were respected. They didn’t listen then. They’re listening now.