Former Senate Majority Leader Trent Lott put it plainly: “We did not nominate our strongest candidates.”
We who? I get the feeling that Lott isn’t talking about “THE PARTY” when he says “we”. I get the feeling he doesn’t think you or I are smart enough to pick our own candidates. Lott isn’t alone:
Another high-profile senator went even further, placing the blame for the Senate GOP’s failure squarely at the feet of Graham’s South Carolina colleague, DeMint.I admit I am completely mystified by “THE PARTY”. It seems that they couldn’t care less whether the Senate is filled with a hundred Arlen Specters so long as they each have an (R) after their names. “THE PARTY” doesn’t care how they vote, doesn’t care what they stand for. It doesn’t matter to them. Those of us that it does matter to are rubes, too ignorant to understand the “right” way to do things.
This Republican senator said that the tea party was the “big winner” by helping bring enormous energy behind GOP candidates Tuesday, but he said that “Sen. DeMint was the big loser.”
“It’s like you’re on the five-yard line ready to score and the quarterback calls the play and some member of your team tackles one of your members and keeps you from scoring,” the senator said. “We came tantalizingly close to a majority.”
“I’m completely mystified by it,” the senator said of DeMint’s tactics.
The senator credited House Speaker-in-waiting John Boehner for keeping House Republicans unified behind a common purpose but he said that DeMint took a selfish path that hurt the party’s common cause.
Shove it. One Marco Rubio is worth more than all the “PARTY” boys combined. In Marco’s victory speech he said that Republicans are being given a second chance. Well listen up, “THE PARTY” is blowing that second chance straight out of the gate.
Yep, some Tea Party candidates lost Tuesday. What would have happened had they gotten even a little support from “THE PARTY”? They might have still lost but at least we, the voters, would have felt like our party was listening to us.
“THE PARTY” acts like we are their personal fire hydrant. So fine, let them lift their legs and send forth a golden stream. But when they slip in their own piss and land on their asses they needn’t call out for a cleanup on aisle nine. They can sit there and wallow in it.