John McCain is a Good Man
No, wait; hear me out. Really, I haven't lost my mind yet.
His adulterous ways (one would assume, his past adulterous ways) don't matter (and hey; isn't that a familiar refrain for Democrats in presidential race discussions?).
He is, I believe, a man who at his heart wants to be good. And he fails and he falters, as do we all. Most damning in his failures are the choices he has made in the past six years, and especially in the last year, of course, in his choices of whom he chooses to surround and advise him.
But if you look at the past two days, when McCain has been forcefully brought to face to face with the incitement and lunacy inspired by those who run and who embody his campaign, and with the hateful lies foolishly spouted by those who would support him, as illustrated by the following two clips:
... if you look at McCain at this moment in time, you will, as I have, come to a realization: John McCain is tanking.
John McCain is deliberately tanking the election in hopes of saving face, saving his legacy, saving his self-respect.
John McCain can no longer blithely gloss over in his own mind the kind of campaign his handlers and hangers-on have spawned.
John McCain sees, I believe, the harvest his actions and associations over the last half-decade have brought him: In hopes of ascending to a power he believed he was the best to wield, he sowed the wind--and has reaped a whirlwind; a flatulent and sulfurous whirlwind of hatred and willful stupidity.
And it is this sight which has finally opened his eyes ... well, this along with the Nixonian-before-the-resignation knowledge that the power to which he had aspired would soon be picked from his waiting hands; that he has lost.
Now--though too, too late--he has finally been laid bare before the stark, painful knowledge of what he has allowed himself to become.
And so, fruitlessly, he is trying to reclaim his true sense of self.
Mind you, McCain has made a great many mistakes over his political career. But none have been ever so awful as the series, the ongoing and unending string of mistakes and miscues and misstatements and Miss Palins, which have characterized a campaign which only now can be seen by John McCain to have deteriorated into a softcore version of a Bundist rally.
... and, personally, I'm loving it. To see McCain burn in the fires of his own hypocrisy, to see a party which has been so epitomized by lies and graft and corruption and blood ripping itself apart in the death throes of its own self-respect is a cold fire of joy engulfing my vengeful little soul.
... because I never said *I* was a good man.
His adulterous ways (one would assume, his past adulterous ways) don't matter (and hey; isn't that a familiar refrain for Democrats in presidential race discussions?).
He is, I believe, a man who at his heart wants to be good. And he fails and he falters, as do we all. Most damning in his failures are the choices he has made in the past six years, and especially in the last year, of course, in his choices of whom he chooses to surround and advise him.
But if you look at the past two days, when McCain has been forcefully brought to face to face with the incitement and lunacy inspired by those who run and who embody his campaign, and with the hateful lies foolishly spouted by those who would support him, as illustrated by the following two clips:
Click to view... if you look at McCain at this moment in time, you will, as I have, come to a realization: John McCain is tanking.
John McCain is deliberately tanking the election in hopes of saving face, saving his legacy, saving his self-respect.
John McCain can no longer blithely gloss over in his own mind the kind of campaign his handlers and hangers-on have spawned.
John McCain sees, I believe, the harvest his actions and associations over the last half-decade have brought him: In hopes of ascending to a power he believed he was the best to wield, he sowed the wind--and has reaped a whirlwind; a flatulent and sulfurous whirlwind of hatred and willful stupidity.
And it is this sight which has finally opened his eyes ... well, this along with the Nixonian-before-the-resignation knowledge that the power to which he had aspired would soon be picked from his waiting hands; that he has lost.
Now--though too, too late--he has finally been laid bare before the stark, painful knowledge of what he has allowed himself to become.
And so, fruitlessly, he is trying to reclaim his true sense of self.
Mind you, McCain has made a great many mistakes over his political career. But none have been ever so awful as the series, the ongoing and unending string of mistakes and miscues and misstatements and Miss Palins, which have characterized a campaign which only now can be seen by John McCain to have deteriorated into a softcore version of a Bundist rally.
... and, personally, I'm loving it. To see McCain burn in the fires of his own hypocrisy, to see a party which has been so epitomized by lies and graft and corruption and blood ripping itself apart in the death throes of its own self-respect is a cold fire of joy engulfing my vengeful little soul.
... because I never said *I* was a good man.