The Kiss of Death

The moment I saw George Bush cozying up to Joe Lieberman, I had a feeling that Lieberman was toast.

Understand, I was never that wild about Lieberman. Whenever I heard him speak I always felt like I was being scolded by a dyspectic rabbi. It says something, though, that Bush gets himself reelected despite being the originator of his wildly unpopular policies (or at least the perpetrator of the policies he’s told to institute) but those who wind up supporting those policies get killed in elections. Remember the day that Kerry said he would have voted the same way in the Iraqi question even if he knew then what he knew now, and I said that right then, right there, he’d just lost the election even though it wasn’t for another three months? We’re seeing a fascinating example of a classic truth: That Americans are reluctant to switch Commanders in Chief during war (naturally one of the great benefits of Bush launching it) but apparently we’re now seeing they sure don’t mind dumping anyone else who was in favor of it.

It’s almost as if the current crop of Democrats have neither a chance nor a clue. To put it in Lieberman terms, it may be that the entire generation of Democrats have to die out (i.e., be voted out) and a new generation of young turks with little experience, but no ties to the misbegotten launching of the war before they’ll be allowed to enter the promised land.

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