March 24, 2005

Tom Delay has a "SpongeBob Squarepants" Air Rifle.

I've been working up some sort of "where are the actual small-government, deficit-reducing, sane-national-security-policy Republicans" post in my head for a while. It will be a remarkably poignant post - tears to your eyes, and all that emotion stuff - since I'm a registered Republican, always have been, and I'm clueless as to who these people are in Washington who call themselves Republicans, but don't really seem to act like Reagan, G. H. W. Bush, or (in his better moments) Nixon. This is not that post. I'm still working on it. Until it comes, via Crooked Timber, feel free to read this post on Kung Fu Monkey. He is much funnier than I will be, but the sentiments are similar:

I Miss Republicans.
No, seriously. Remember Republicans? Sober men in suits, pipes, who'd nod thoughtfully over their latest tract on market-driven fiscal conservatism while grinding out the numbers on rocket science. Remember those serious-looking 1950's-1960's science guys in the movies -- Republican to a one.
They were the grown-ups. They were the realists. Sure they were a bummer, maaaaan, but on the way to La Revolution you need somebody to remember where you parked the car. I was never one (nor a Democrat, really, more an agnostic libertarian big on the social contract, but we don't have a party ...), but I genuinely liked them.
How did they become the party of fairy dust and make believe? How did they become the anti-science guys? The anti-fact guys? The anti-logic guys?

Read the whole thing. (The title of this post will make more sense.)

Posted by baltar at March 24, 2005 08:46 AM | TrackBack | Posted to Politics


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