I have to tell you, faithful readers, I am already tired to death of hearing about Scott Brown and he's not even been seated yet. The apparent lord and savior of the oh so tired Republican Party is the newly anointed knight in shining armor who should be able to fix everything that is wrong with the good ol' USA by applying good conservative philosophy, bringing back traditional values (whatever those are) and a melange of all of the other weary, jingoistic, crapola being screeched by Glenn Beck, Limbaugh and the other fools of talk radio.
But-- this time its different. This guy isn't a bad suit wearing, touched up gray coiffed, double talking, back-biting, cigar chomping, bug eyed, jowl shaking, red-faced conservative grieving the loss of "family values" (whatever those are). No, no, no, no. He's an urbane, flannel shirt wearing, pickup driving, God fearing, family man who does his daughter's laundry from time to time and also, in his spare time, poses nude for the odd national magazine (no, not the National Enquirer). Plus he has chutzpa - Hell, he's not even seated and is already wanting to make a meeting with President Obama, presumably to set him straight on a few things by bringing his vast national political experience to bear on the key issues of our times.
But I digress. The point is that this is a brand new Republican, a sophomore in the Sarah Palin High School of populist theory. The Democrats are now operating in total fear of Scotty! But it is not Mr. Brown that we should all be afraid of. The really scary thing is the phenomenon that helped bring him to office. I'll call it the American Idol Electoral Process. It goes like this:
Let's not worry about what our leaders know. Let's pick the prettiest one and the one who wears a costume that is more familiar to us working stiffs, and also is maybe the best dancer or dress designer or cake baker or top chef. Next we should simply forget about actual elections and have a panel of D-list pseudo-celebrities vet the candidates and then we all call a 900 number as many times as we can afford to vote our favorite into office.