This is just weird, and getting rapidly weirder.
Conservatives' immaculately conceived Impeach-Obama movement seems to be jumping around and spreading like plagueish fleas from a medieval rat. Just days ago it was nowhere--nowhere to be seen, heard, or felt--and suddenly some idiot Texas tea-partying congressman takes the issue seriously and then some congressional clown from Michigan has a wet dream about it and now (thanks to Chait) I discover this rambling essay by Examiner columnist Noemie Emory in the Weekly Standard, which concludes rather dramatically with this suspense:
Nixon died before Clinton hit his own spot of [impeachment] trouble, so nobody knows what Nixon would have told him, what Nixon would have said to Obama, or what Clinton now says to Obama, if he says anything. Or if Obama would listen. Or if Obama will find himself one of their number, in any way, or at any time soon.
This is like a Seinfeld episode: It's about nothing. There's nothing there, absolutely nothing but the immovable fact that lots of conservatives detest the man who's sitting in the White House. Emory's essay (and I hesitate calling it that; it's more roaming dissociation than essay) doesn't really deny that, it simply revisits the evil of Nixon and shadiness of Clinton and thereby leads ineluctably to the ominous conclusion of Obama's doom.
The only thing that makes this otherwise ignorable development significant is that Impeach Obama is catching on so fast it's likely to become a litmus test in GOP midterm primaries. The old birtherism goblin is perforce gone (what with the rabble's near coronation of foreign-born Ted) so the party's most devout crackpots must upgrade. How 'bout impeachment? Sounds good.
In fact, to me it sounds terrific. Keep hustling the crazy, boys. It's the least you can do for your party, and the absolute best thing you can do for our country.