Any doubt that some of the “conservative” media will try the same thing — and perhaps even write another post-mortem about it?
We you to read Twitter today, you’d see many GOP boosters touting Christies potential 60% victory, which would outpace even Reagan’s victory margin in NJ and rank as the second-highest victory margin for a Republican in the state. They’re also touting how well he’s performing among Hispanics.
Amazing what promises of free in-state tuition for illegals and a liberal-friendly set of policies can do for a centrist in a Blue State, isn’t it? Meaning we’re about to be told that the blue print for winning elections is to be the Democrats of old — lurch far to the left, just not as far as the progressives.
I hate to say I told you so, but, well, I did. So live with it.
– Of course, running around blurting the truth for no good reason is decidedly “unhelpful”. Miscreant.
I will let the political ocean swallow that Christie whale. Let him cling to his own wrecked ship bits. Mine are spoken for.
Well, hell, if the way for the Republicans to win is to pretend to be Democrats, why not go all-out? I say we nominate whoever it is on the Democrat side who has the honor of losing to Hillary Clinton in their primaries.
Crispy Christie Creme, the Lobbyist.
Tony Lee begins his report at Breitbart:
http://www.breitbart.com/Big-Government/2013/11/02/Report-Garish-Controversies-About-Chris-Christie-s-Past-as-Lobbyist-in-Book-Drudge-ready-Nightmare
Unlike previous cycles, I am looking at 2016 with the presumption that neither major party is capable of nominating someone I would vote for.
And that anyone who would accept the veep spot on the GOP ticket is a lost cause by definition.
I expect that on November 8, 2016, I will be staying home, washing my hair. So sorry, GOP. Maybe in 2024, when it’s Jeb Bush’s turn to lose.
I’m not an enormous hater of Jeb Bush, but I am also not an enormous fan of another Bush in the White House. Or another Clinton. Or another Kennedy.
I’m always afraid that Teddy will manage to reincarnate himself and make another waitress-and-fat-politician sandwich.
Chris Dodd raises Ted Kennedy from the grave a la The Re-animator for a Weekend at Bernie’s meets Porkies type frolic through D.C. horror and hillarity ensue
Who wants to help me pitch it to Hollyweird?