It's a sad week for Democrats, and a really happy week for Republicans, at least most of them, except maybe for Scott Brown, who's busy crying bitter tears and checking the real estate listings in Vermont and Maine. But it turns out that Brown is not alone in feeling left out from the victory party. On CNBC, little Eric Cantor snuffled that, unlike all the Republican senators-elect who've been hearing from That Man In the White House, Barack Obama
I heard that it was because he was so busy attention-whoring and sucking up to Wall St. fat cats these past several years that he forgot where his district was.
Very true. Once you've had some fancy NYC breakfast, the brunch buffet at the Country Club of Virginia just doesn't cut it any more . . .
"Hey Eric, this is President Obama. Can you come by the Oval to talk about...oh, wait. I forgot that your sorry ass got turfed to the curb over the summer. Anyway, gotta go."
<strong>Bamz:</strong> What&#039;s Eric talking about? I left a sympathy message on the majority leader&#039;s voicemail . . . aaaah, whoopsy, oh well.
It was his willingness to come to the table (specifically on immigration) that got him primaried. He crushed a tea party challenger in &#039;12 and got fewer total votes in the &#039;14 primary when 17K more ballots were cast than in the &#039;12 primary.
Also, a concerted effort by labor to cross the party line in an open primary, but that was really just piling on.
Obama read this and then hummed &quot;Cry Me A River&quot;.
I heard that it was because he was so busy attention-whoring and sucking up to Wall St. fat cats these past several years that he forgot where his district was.
We built this pity on sob and mewl.
The big difference is that Kucinich was right.
Very true. Once you&#039;ve had some fancy NYC breakfast, the brunch buffet at the Country Club of Virginia just doesn&#039;t cut it any more . . .
I feel his pain. When I was laid off, me and the CEO hanged out all the time, just having a grand time. I&#039;m pretty sure that always happens.
&quot;Hey Eric, this is President Obama. Can you come by the Oval to talk about...oh, wait. I forgot that your sorry ass got turfed to the curb over the summer. Anyway, gotta go.&quot;
Wait, I can understand a phone call when you win. But a congratulatory call when you LOSE? Saying what, &quot;Nice job, fuckwit.&quot;?
He&#039;s one-of-a-kind: an evangelical Jew.
Who was this guy again? The rabbi in Obama&#039;s temple back in Hyde Park who said &quot;God damn America&quot;?
<strong>Bamz:</strong> What&#039;s Eric talking about? I left a sympathy message on the majority leader&#039;s voicemail . . . aaaah, whoopsy, oh well.
The post-service catering would probably be pretty good . . .
Silken hankies only! Paper chafes.
What exactly was Eric the Ferret expecting? Heartfelt regret at his departure?
Free airtime to reinforce Koch-enabling lies, and he uses it for <i>this?</i>
It was his willingness to come to the table (specifically on immigration) that got him primaried. He crushed a tea party challenger in &#039;12 and got fewer total votes in the &#039;14 primary when 17K more ballots were cast than in the &#039;12 primary.
Also, a concerted effort by labor to cross the party line in an open primary, but that was really just piling on.
I miss Eric Cantor. If he were still around, this week would have been a total shitstorm, instead of one little turd short.