poor ol Mark Sanford

I heard this song tonight. kinda catchy.

Al Franken is now the senator from Minnesota, after the state’s supreme court ruled unanimously in his favor in his court battle against one-term incumbent Norm Coleman.
make note. when Stuart Smalley enters the capital six months late, there will be 60 Democrats in the US Senate. that’s, yes, a filibuster-proof majority, but if the Democrats are able to successfully hold together the entire caucus to defeat such a challenge, I’d be surprised.
I wanna see a Mr Smith filibuster. maybe it’ll come in opposition to the energy bill. or to whatever version of massive labor legislation that is making the US Chamber of Commerce shit its pants. when was the last time a filibuster took place? aren’t these senatorial comets? things that exist, and pass in the night, so rarely?

what we talk about when we talk about Mark Sanford
— “I was frightened and I was scared, and I knew the consequences. This was a whole lot more than a simple affair. This was a love story. A forbidden one, a tragic one, but a love story at the end of the day.”

that’s a Mark Sanford quote. no shit.
you know, I’m not one to pile onto a politician when he or she is at their most vulnerable (that’s a total, complete lie). but this jackass needs a sock stuffed in his mouth. stop talking, you damned dimwit! you’re only compounding your problems by saying these things to the media.
the guy is lovestruck, which is — and I can’t believe I’m saying this about a sitting, conservative Republican governor of a state in the deep south, but it’s tragic and touching. human beings are complex things. as such, human relationships bring on a complex range of emotion. and everyone handles expressions of love differently.
I’m not suggesting we bottle up our feelings, not at all. I’m just saying, the chief executive of South Carolina should, or resign. how the fuck is he supposed to govern this way, when he’s openly weeping to an AP reporter?

okay. two more more quotes:

— “I’m quite certain that there were a handful of instances wherein I crossed the lines I shouldn’t have crossed as a married man, but never crossed the ultimate line,” he said. “I didn’t cross the sex line.” In January 2001, Sanford took another trip with a buddy, this time to Punta del Este, an exclusive seaside resort in Uruguay. He described going to a club on a “windswept beach” and seeing two women at the edge of the dance floor. One of the women was Chapur; he said he approached her and they began talking.
The connection was instantaneous.

— “I will be able to die knowing that I had met my soul mate.”


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    Unfortunately, that’s not how the filibuster works anymore. You don’t have to talk non-stop. All you need is one opposing senator present to challenge a motion to stop debate and if you don’t have 60 senators to actually stop it, you can’t close the floor to debate. So all they would have to do is have one senator present at any given time to make sure the “debate” can continue on forever. This article does a good job explaining the details.


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