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OUR TIME. SERVED UP WITH ACERBIC WIT, YOU
SHOULD FIND IT QUITE SATISFYING.
A Cause For Celebration: John Edwards To Quit
Presidential Race
Here's a headline that's like music to my ears: "John Edwards
to Quit Presidential Race." It's the kind of news that makes me
feel like getting up and dancing a jig. No more will we have to
suffer his disingenuous pandering about "two Americas." No
more of his class warfare buncombe. No more of his perfectly
quaffed hair. Just begone already.
There are plenty of politicians out there with whom I can
cheerfully disagree without rancor, but when it comes to
Edwards, I have to admit to one of the most visceral dislikes
I've ever had for a public figure. If I had to listen to one more
of his "two Americas" sob stories about how the deck is
permanently stacked against the poor, I think I would have--
Well, I'll spare you the unpleasant regurgitative details.
Suffice it to say the guy is a sleazy, slimy shyster who pushed a
negative economic view of this country that is so utterly and
demonstrably false that it is infuriating in its mendacity.
For complete details, see my column "John Edwards, You're No
Bobby Kennedy." In a nutshell, though, his own personal story,
which is that he is the son of a poor ol' mill worker who goes on
to become rich and run for president, belies all the class
warfare claptrap on which his campaign has been based. The
fact is, if you are of reasonably sound mind and body and you
can't make it in this country which is the greatest engine of
prosperity in the history of civilization, then there's something
wrong with you, not with the country itself.
But even in his bowing out of the presidential race, Edwards
will sicken us one last time by officially ending his campaign in
Katrina-ravaged New Orleans where he can go out with a bang,
railing against, as one article put it, a "Washington that didn't
hear the cries of the downtrodden."
Yeah, well, the local and state government didn't much "hear
the cries of the downtrodden" either, having failed miserably in
their own and more pressing responsibilities to the local
population.
Of course, one of the fundamental and inherent problems with
the "Chocolate City," as Mayor Ray Nagin famously fancied it, is
its large welfare population, which is a population wholly
dependent upon government to take care of it, which tends to
create an environment where normal human initiative is
replaced by lassitude. Combine that with certain geographical
realities such as a city below sea level and the proximity of the
mighty Mississippi River, Lake Ponchartrain and a
hurricane-prone Gulf of Mexico, and you've got a disaster
waiting to happen.
So hurry up and get it over with, Mr. Edwards, and then please
go back to your 28,000-square-foot mansion which was built
with the money you made suing doctors and driving up the cost
of healthcare for all of us.
Presidential Race
Here's a headline that's like music to my ears: "John Edwards
to Quit Presidential Race." It's the kind of news that makes me
feel like getting up and dancing a jig. No more will we have to
suffer his disingenuous pandering about "two Americas." No
more of his class warfare buncombe. No more of his perfectly
quaffed hair. Just begone already.
There are plenty of politicians out there with whom I can
cheerfully disagree without rancor, but when it comes to
Edwards, I have to admit to one of the most visceral dislikes
I've ever had for a public figure. If I had to listen to one more
of his "two Americas" sob stories about how the deck is
permanently stacked against the poor, I think I would have--
Well, I'll spare you the unpleasant regurgitative details.
Suffice it to say the guy is a sleazy, slimy shyster who pushed a
negative economic view of this country that is so utterly and
demonstrably false that it is infuriating in its mendacity.
For complete details, see my column "John Edwards, You're No
Bobby Kennedy." In a nutshell, though, his own personal story,
which is that he is the son of a poor ol' mill worker who goes on
to become rich and run for president, belies all the class
warfare claptrap on which his campaign has been based. The
fact is, if you are of reasonably sound mind and body and you
can't make it in this country which is the greatest engine of
prosperity in the history of civilization, then there's something
wrong with you, not with the country itself.
But even in his bowing out of the presidential race, Edwards
will sicken us one last time by officially ending his campaign in
Katrina-ravaged New Orleans where he can go out with a bang,
railing against, as one article put it, a "Washington that didn't
hear the cries of the downtrodden."
Yeah, well, the local and state government didn't much "hear
the cries of the downtrodden" either, having failed miserably in
their own and more pressing responsibilities to the local
population.
Of course, one of the fundamental and inherent problems with
the "Chocolate City," as Mayor Ray Nagin famously fancied it, is
its large welfare population, which is a population wholly
dependent upon government to take care of it, which tends to
create an environment where normal human initiative is
replaced by lassitude. Combine that with certain geographical
realities such as a city below sea level and the proximity of the
mighty Mississippi River, Lake Ponchartrain and a
hurricane-prone Gulf of Mexico, and you've got a disaster
waiting to happen.
So hurry up and get it over with, Mr. Edwards, and then please
go back to your 28,000-square-foot mansion which was built
with the money you made suing doctors and driving up the cost
of healthcare for all of us.