Although I've been away from the GOP's politics of hysteria for two whole days--an alarmingly contented absence of battling heat, heaving boxes, and trying to remember where I packed the Tamsulosin so I could take a leak inside of 45 minutes--I see, in my reemergence, that the party of Lincoln is still, or rather more than ever, acting like the Bowery Boys.
Re-cabled, so to speak, by last night, I flopped on my unmade bed and turned on the "news" and was greeted by a video montage of immensely distressed GOP talkers and pols who seemed to be announcing the End Times and promising, somewhat redundantly, God's horrible wrath.
The sky wasn't just falling; it had done crashed supine, much as I had.
The Dead End Kids had transitioned with remarkable ease from brooding about President Obama's Bolshevik takeover of the globe's finest healthcare system to competing in a fresh verbal arms race: who could exaggerate most preposterously about the size of the ACA's tax--just as their party's leader and imminent presidential nominee was, through his spokesman Mortimer Snerd Eric Fehrnstrom, gainsaying the entire strategic assault.
So this latest hysteria may find that lingering is difficult. ObamaCare's architect, Mitt Romney, would much prefer that we all brood about something else--anything else, for heaven's sake. Just stop the blathering reminders of Romney's Bolshevik takeover of Boston General.
What's more, a CNN/ORC International poll reveals that "Despite howls of protest from many Republican leaders, only about one in five Americans--and only 35% of the Republican rank and file--say they are angry about the [Supreme Court] decision."
Thus the apocalypse may once again blow over, and soon. Stay alert, though, for another is surely on its way.