There was so much going on last week that no one mirror could have possibly reflected every noteworthy item. Especially when we’re dealing with Democrats, who never fail to surprise.
So I’ll spend a few minutes today covering a few of the acts I missed.
Let’s start with Julian Castro. Does it matter that our wise Latino, entrusted with delivering the keynote address, doesn’t actually speak Español himself? Does that make him a fraud?
Of course not. As I pointed out last week, he comes by his bona fides legitimately - his mama being a charter member of La Raza Unida. And so what if he doesn’t speak Spanish? Last I heard, English is still the “first language” at Stanford and Harvard – two fine institutions of higher learning that he got into without having to lie about his heritage.
(Yes, I’m talking to you Princess Lizzy.)
Liz, during dress rehearsal and after hair, makeup & Xanax
Butt getting back to Julian for just a moment, we should try to be a little more sensitive about these things because "you can't just trot out a brown face or a Spanish surname and expect a vote for your party or your candidate." (H/T Mayor Villaraigosa)
And speaking of Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa; he, too, may have stretched the truth a bit in declaring a super majority in support of reinserting God and Jerusalem into the Democratic platform.
Although his little fib was done with the best intentions, the spectacle may still be concerning to the small portion of America that actually watched the proceedings. As I mentioned, it was definitely disconcerting to witness a clear majority of the Democratic party denying God. Three times. And then the cock crowed.
I need not mention that Bubba’s speech included a few little white lies, mis-rememberings and mis-misunderstandings do I? That’s one of his trademarks.
Then we have Debbie Wasserman Schultz: it seems somewhat politically incorrect to point out all of her truth stretching since everyone knows she suffers from a serial lying disability. Oh she tries to disguise it by claiming she was misquoted, by parsing her words and if all else fails, shape shifting. It used to work, at least for Big Dawg. Butt like all Progressive illnesses, eventually it catches up with you. No matter how much red, white and blue you wrap yourself in.
Frankly, I blame it on mascara/eyeliner poisoning:
And speaking of overboard, here’s one “I” that should have settled for the “definition” she had established previously as Governor of Michigan (Where she spearhead Big Guy’s agenda by fundamentally changing Michigan. It didn’t work out well there either. Those green jobs? Not so much.)
Instead, she decided to pursue a career in broadcast “journalism” and is currently employed by Big Al’s Current TV. Here she is at the DNC auditioning for Ms.NBC’s upcoming reality show “Baby Boo Boo goes to Washington.” (Unlike most cases, the stills don’t do thisperformance justice. Watch the beclowning yourself.)“Be A Clown”
Holy Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Society, Batman! What’s up with these Democratic
harpies womyn anyway? This is why there’s a warning about mixing your Redbull with hormone replacement therapy. And for God’s sake, whatever you do, don’t take the little blue pill.
I’m sorry, butt that just about wore me out, and I have a lot of chores to do today, so I’ll have to stop here and continue my wrapup tomorrow. I’ll just leave you with this parting shot:
Note: many of you have written wondering if there’s any way to get your old “handle” back in Disqus. Raj advises me that he has researched and has updated his tutorial here, to include how to perform this nerd miracle. So if you liked your old handle, you can keep your old handle. No, really!