Bill Frist needs to be tossed out on his ear. If he lets this “compromise” take effect, he will prove to the world that he is missing an essential part of the male anatomy.
The Ball-less wonder from Tennessee is so damned afraid of being disliked by the Lefties, he’s not willing to do what has to be done.
I’ve got news for you, Bill; Harry Reid doesn’t like you now, neither do Drunken Teddy, Robert “Sheets” Byrd or any of the others populating the other side of the aisle.
Stop trying to make friends and lead you jackass!
I’m tired of the Republicans taking the power they have and throwing it out the window for the sake of making nice with the opposition. When it comes to kicking terrorist ass they have no problem, thank God, wielding the stick, but put them across from a bunch of Lefties and they turn to jello.
This compromise aint a compromise; it’s giving the Democrats everything they want and getting a token few judges in return. I guaran-dam-tee you, if the shoe were on the other foot, the Democrats would have pulled the trigger on this option months ago.
They don’t wait to cut your throat because they understand that an enemy not quickly dispatched grows stronger.
Dispatch this enemy, Bill. Pull the trigger and call the vote.
Do what you were put in charge to do or get the hell out of the way.