Lobotomies for Republicans

It's disgusting, really, when you think about it. If you bother to. It's disgusting that so many senators think you're stupid enough not to notice they are saying one thing and doing another. I mean, it's shocking.

Or perhaps you haven't heard? Republican John Warner voted against his own resolution today—the non-binding Iraq escalation one. That's right: he drafted it himself, introduced it to the floor, and then voted against it.

It looks like somebody has taken the bumper sticker to heart and started lobotomizing Republicans. They got to John Warner sometime this morning, right there on the floor of the Senate—sterile smocks, white nursing shoes, scalpels and all. They got to him and the other dozen Republican senators who've been vocally denouncing Bush's Iraq escalation plan (the one sending 48,000 soldiers instead of 21,500 as Mr. Bush lied) and yet proceeded today to vote down the resolution doing just that. Non-binding and merely symbolic though it would have been.

In the words of bloggers everywhere: What the fuck?

It's bad enough this administration isn't being impeached; it's bad enough the House isn't doing its job and ending funding for Bush's frat-boy foreign policy disaster; it's bad enough all the newly elected congress appears willing to do is throw a metaphorical temper tantrum in a grocery store aisle; now we see even the amputated will of the legistlative branch is just a phantom limb—there's nothing there, the neo-conservatives cut it off and threw it away. And we just might never recover the America we used to know.

Maybe, just maybe, it doesn't have to do with lobotomies; these people lobotomized themselves a long time ago, when they decided to become Republicans first and Americans second, when they decided to abandon their consciences somewhere on Interstate 495 on their way to a political fund raiser, when they made the decision to tell their constituents one thing and do the opposite—betting on the stupidity of the very people who elect them.

But my mild tone belies my anger. Frankly—while I can't decide whether to vomit or scream—Senator John Warner and his spineless, worthless companions have really pissed me off. These slugs should be removed from office and sent to some lonely island in the Pacific to starve their miserable existence away. Fuck the whole lot of them. And you can tell Homeland Security I said so.