Over on the Member Feed (that’s right, you’ve got to pay to see the MMA-style stuff), Rob Long is taking one of his intermittent public floggings for his self-proclaimed RINO squishiness — which makes this seem like a good time to tell you that Rob is currently in Time magazine giving serious consideration to a RINO purge:
… RINO, for “Republican in name only,” describes the kind of politician that runs as a Republican, talks like a conservative and votes like a Senator from Maine. RINOs, according to the party faithful, are what stand between us and sweeping political change.
All of which, of course, may be true. There is something about Washington that brings out the pompous complacency in even the most rock-ribbed conservative. You can see them swanning around town, faces flushed and pink from too many steak dinners at Palm, hopping from one classy venue–the National Association of Pest and Termite Control Independent Owner/Operators Salute to the Troops, or whatever–to an embassy cocktail thing to the Kennedy Center, all the while trailed by devoted interns, aides and craven supplicants. Must be nice, actually.
It’s the closest a fat, old, not-great-looking person can get to being an actual movie star. And the problem with movie stars, from the perspective of a Republican Party activist somewhere out in actual America, is that they are all Democrats.
Here’s the bad news: they are all Democrats in Washington too. Somewhere between the poached lobster at Charlie Palmer and the lunchtime speech at the Omni Shoreham, your typical Republican politician–no matter how dusty his shoes were when he got to town, no matter how carefully he tries to maintain ideological purity–is going to be tempted. To raise a little tax here. To tweak a pointless regulation there. To rethink gay marriage. To wonder if the Department of Education’s Diversity Training Outreach Program for Diversity Trainee Education doesn’t truly need a 30% bump in its budget. (And yes, I made that one up, but be honest: you wouldn’t be surprised if it existed.)
The RINO is behind all those awful bills with the word comprehensive in their titles. The RINO is the grease that oils the wheels of lawmaking that result in “reform” acts that don’t reform, “tax cuts” that raise taxes, “oversight” that overlooks and “reductions” that increase. How could it be otherwise? Washington is designed that way. When the devil comes, he bears rib eye from Palm.
Rob’s solution? We’ll give you just one hint. It was inspired by the Cultural Revolution.