For all the money we pay them and for all the things we expect from them, you might hope that the Republicans in the Senate would at least act like they’re not a bunch of bored middle-schoolers in detention. And you would be wrong.
An excerpt from Dana Milbank’s column in the Washington Post:
Just minutes into the session, as lead House impeachment manager Adam Schiff (D-Calif.) presented his opening argument for removing the president, Sen. Rand Paul (R-Ky.) displayed on his desk a hand-lettered message with big block letters pleading: “S.O.S.”
In case that was too subtle, he followed this later with another handwritten message pretending he was an abducted child:
“THESE R NOT MY PARENTS!”
“PLEASE HELP ME!”
Paul wrote “IRONY ALERT” on another scrap of paper, and scribbled there an ironic thought. Nearby, a torn piece of paper concealed a crossword puzzle, which Paul set about completing while Schiff spoke. Eventually, even this proved insufficient amusement, and Paul, though required to be at his desk, left the trial entirely for a long block of time.
Some of Paul’s Republican Senate colleagues were only slightly better behaved as the House managers presented the evidence.
Marsha Blackburn (Tenn.) and Joni Ernst (Iowa) read press clippings. (Blackburn had talking points on her desk attacking the whistleblower.) Sessions begin with an admonition that “all persons are commanded to keep silence, on pain of imprisonment,” but Ernst promptly struck up a conversation with Dan Sullivan (Alaska), who talked with Ron Johnson (Wis.). Steve Daines (Mont.) walked over to have a word with Ben Sasse (Neb.) and Tim Scott (S.C.), who flashed a thumbs-up.
Yeah, it’s all a big joke to them, and the reason is simple: they’re not going to do anything but vote in lockstep with the White House. They could be presented with the corpse of the guy they just saw Trump shoot on Fifth Avenue and still acquit. Hell, the dude just told the world he’s withholding evidence, and they’re still on their knees servicing him, assuming they can find it.
The Democrats know all this. And so does karma. November is coming. And when Graham and Blackburn and Paul and the rest of the little toads get crapped on by the voters and Trump is dragged kicking and screaming out of the White House, they’re going to be the ones wondering why no one is paying attention to them.