Mr. Cantor, you owe me a watch. At first I thought I would be able to hold it high enough to spare it from its eventual fate, but today you had a little help from your party cohorts to fill the room with just too much of the brown stuff for me to save it, a chair to stand on wasn’t enough and I couldn’t get to the ladder in time. Feel free to divide the bill among yourselves, because you are not alone in causing the damage, but you sir decided to be the mouthpiece of this new, ludicrous Republican spin, so I guess that puts you front and center.
I listened in amazement to your address on Thursday, March 25th as you filled the airwaves with the same ridiculous Republican hypocrisy that has nearly brought any hope of real progress for our nation to a grinding halt. So let me take this opportunity to say…”ENOUGH!”
Let’s forget for a moment that you got on your belly and decided to slither beneath even the lowest lying branches of decency, as you tried to cleverly wrap yourself around the Pandora’s Box of religious fear-mongering that so conveniently can always be found in the low-lying places you like to inhabit of late.
Let’s forget for now that you gingerly tried to constrict it just enough to crack the lid, so you could release a much needed distraction from the very real, hateful behavior we can all plainly see inching along to a destination of unthinkable atrocities.
Let’s also forget that the Richmond Police told you before you spoke that the fearsome imagery you invoked of a bullet targeted at you because you are a Jewish-American, was actually from a random act of gunfire into the air that may just as easily have come from one of the nut-jobs that Sarah Palin so thoughtfully implored to “reload.”
Let’s even try to forget the juvenile behavior your “distinguished” colleagues shamefully displayed on a day all eyes were closely watching American history unfold.
And finally, let’s throw every shred of dignity under the bus and forget the lessons of good sportsmanship we’ve all been taught in America as far back as our fist days on a recess field playing a game of kickball.
But, we can only forget and forgive so much! A mere 48 hours after you took the podium to direct harsh critisism at the victims of such vile hatred, the very same two individuals that were chosen to carry the Republican banner to the highest office in the land during the last presidential election, spoke volumes about the wretched, instigating behavior you and your party either can’t, or won’t see. A voice of dissent exercised his right to speak up while the enigma that is Sarah Palin was speaking at a rally for John McCain. Instead of rationally addressing his concerns, she told him to “stick around…and learn somethin’.”
Now I’ll concede that Sarah Palin is not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to discussing actual policy, and that droppin’ a “g” here and there is the way she weaves her connective tissue to “Joe Sixpack,” but that’s not the problem I’m admonishing you and your party for Mr. Cantor, it’s the 90 seconds that followed that threw the coal into my now stoked fireplace. I have no idea where security was at an event of that size, but the crowd decided to take matters into their own hands. The Wrestle-Mania matinee went from the very top of the bleachers all the way down to the exit door, with spectators, not security, putting their hands all over this young man like self-declared bouncers. See the video yourself here
What did the woman that almost got within a heartbeat from the presidency do from the podium while this unacceptable episode played out right in front of her? Absolutely nothing.
What did the man that almost became our President do from his perch right behind her? Absolutely nothing.
It was a sickening display of leadership. It was another couple of nails added to the coffin of Republican dignity and earned respect you seem so determined to bury. It is this very kind of spinelessness that I would call fanning the flames of reprehensible behavior Mr. Cantor. It is high time you and yours quit kicking the can down the road and stand up to the problem instead of making excuses for it. It is time you start setting an example by deed and word that your countrymen should aspire to follow, instead of constantly acquiescing to the lowest common denominator. It is time you quit the misdirection game of playing spin-doctor and start exemplifying honor instead.
President Obama had his own heckler in Iowa recently. A young man was vocally angry about a component he felt was missing from the Health Care Reform bill that just became law in America. What did the President do? He acted like a statesman. He told that young man that there’s no need to shout, then he addressed his concerns, not once, but multiple times throughout the rest of his speech, not with vitriol and a snarky attitude, but with decency and respect for his opinion. That is how you lead Mr. Cantor, that is how you capture the hearts and minds of those listening and put them right beside you on the high ground we should all try to inhabit.
While I am certainly not a Republican, I don’t wish for your party to implode, my America would only suffer if that happened. I know you’ve all been doing your best lately to keep America lashed to a 19th century steam-powered locomotive, but most of us are ready to board a Maglev-bullet-train into the future. So what I do wish for, is an end to the ridiculous game-playing, an end to the daily finger-pointing, and an end to the utter hypocrisy you seem to have embraced. Only then can the real work of governing, the work you were all privileged enough to be chosen by your constituents to do, finally become realized. Only then will you be helping move our nation forward.
Just in case my effort to get through to you is on a frequency you just can’t hear, let me put it in self-serving language you may understand. Who do you honestly think America will gravitate to in November? The party of “No?” The party of “Hell No?” Or the party of “Yes We Can,” more recently know as the party of “Yes We Did!” We can do great things working together for common causes Mr. Cantor, and the day I see that finally sink in, I’ll start addressing you by your full and proper title, but not one day before.