Yesterday was a GOP whopper of infantile futility, a trifecta plus one, a four-fer of cynicism, another wasted day and wasted night--a heaving, seething, phantasmagoric blowout of preadolescent indignation sloppily disguised as principled stands:
1) The Republican House voted for either the 31st or 32nd or 33rd time--its excess has caused the press to quite literally lose count--to repeal the president's unspeakable monstrosity of a Republican-urged healthcare plan.
2) The Senate minority leader mimicked the House's apish lead, demanding an upper-chamber vote to repeal the "worst piece of legislation ... in modern times"--public snort, private chuckle.
3) Five--count 'em, five--Democrats joined the majority buffoons in #1, which inspired the Republican National Committee to, yep, you guessed it, pronounce the repeal effort "bipartisan."
4) Mitt Romney slithered to Houston to hiss at the NAACP merely so that Rush Limbaugh could air "funny," hayseed-comforting clips of it all.
We are relative inches away from one of this nation's most profoundly determining elections, and yesterday the entire apparatus of the Republican Party spent the entire day behaving like a bunch of cranky toddlers.
That, in itself, the electorate should take as its determining factor.