Well, thinking it over (and over — I have no life), I conclude that Roland W. Burris deserves to be seated in the new Congress as the junior senator from Illinois. Which, despite the way that sounds, isn’t a punishment. He wants it.
There’s dispute about this. This is the guy who gets the nod from Gov. Rod R. Blagojevich, now facing corruption charges. Blago, the one who wants to “sell the f**king Senate Seat to the highest f**king bidder because it’s a f**king gold mine so why the f**k shouldn’t he f**ing cash the f**k in when he f**king has the f**king chance?”
When you put it that way it all makes perfect sense.
It actually does, but leave that aside. And leave aside the race issue, too, because that’s just playing f**king games. Especially when experts like Sen. Mooch McConnell and Rep Bobby Rush play the card.
Burris seems like a good man with a solid record and a supportive constituency. The fact that a scumwad put him in play has dick to do with any of that. Yeah, he’s being used by the scumwad. So what? Who hasn’t? And what’s that go to do with the price of politicians?
But what tears it for me is that Blago hasn’t been convicted of anything. Nor do I see what he did wrong, other than run his mouth when the tape was rolling. But if every politician was recorded and held to his words, every swinging dick would be just as guilty of bad language, stupid threats, hollow breast-beating, and just poor taste. None of which is illegal, and shouldn’t be. In fact, in politics, it’s expected.
So here’s Burris in the Capitol, legally appointed by the duly elected governor of Illinois to finish the term of the former senator now President-elect, getting turned away for technical reasons by a clerk. Half way across the fruited plane — not a reference to Sen Larry “Wide Stance” Craig — Me-Al Franken finally gets clearance to proclaim himself Minnesota’s certifiably elected Senator, but stays home. Presumably he’s resting up for the next round of challenges.
Say — Why not declare Burris Minnesota‘s newest Senator? He’s ready to go, Franken isn’t. We need to accelerate here. By the time all the other crap is flushed, Blago will be pressing license plates in Joliet, Franken’s legal issues will be resolved, and it’ll be time for another election — we can dance it home again, Kathleen.
Waddya think, Rod? F**king work for you?