Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Taken to the woodshed

So, Bill Frist says there aint gonna be no vote, that is, until he meets with W at the Whitehouse.

In this case, I think one can refer to the Whitehouse as the woodshed. My fervent hope is that W gave his spineless Senate Majority leader the verbal thrashing he so richly deserves.

What a site it must have been to see Billy walking from the capitol building with his head down and his tail between his legs. One can almost picture him kicking at pebbles and as he whimpered about deciding not to bring the Bolton nomination to a vote.

Be a man you weasel. Grow a freaking spine and start exhibiting the leadership worthy of the Grand Old Party.

I bet W whooped your ass good. He must’ve if you came out of that lunch singing a different tune.

I swear, if the Republican leadership had half the balls of the President, his agenda would have been passed and implemented by now. And the deal struck by the seven dwarves would never have seen the light of day.

W needs to get all his fellow GOPers in a room and let them know what will and will not be tolerated. If these candy asses can’t get a nomination through, how in the hell can he expect them to stand up for his legislative agenda.

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