Not that there's anything *wrong* with that
Scott Brown seems to have let the god thing go to his head this week. First we hear that he sorta kinda forgot his election night convo with Ms. Palin. Forgetting his talk with the goddess is one thing: admitting it is another. That's the sort of faux pas that would go into any politician's little book of retribution, even someone more forgiving than the queen of the snows.
That got buried in tactful coverage of Brown's decision that he did not want to wait until February 11 to be sworn in, but wished to be sworn in today. Those of us who have raised children easily recognise the the refrain of "I wanna go NOW."Even the most friendly of media could find no other verb for his action than "demand." Evidently he's getting his wish from the permissive parents of the Senate.
Perhaps. The Senate is an august body with a deep respect for tradition, protocol and above all, seniority. The spectacle of its most junior member, Greek god though he may be, giving orders to the rest of the body is very likely going into 99 other little books of retribution. Mr. Brown will shortly discover that he has other things to do than vote. His committee assignments will be the most public sign of retribution. Less obvious will be his office assignment. There are hardly worse offices in the world than those typically assigned to junior Senators. Obama, even though he had behaved himself reasonably well, had a concrete square in the basement. If Brown gets something down the hall next to the furnaces, that may be a hint that he has overreached.
It may be that Brown is confused about offices and eras. In Tudor England there was a much-sought-after office called Groom of the Stool. The job of the Groom was to wipe the royal arse after the royal bowel movement. Oddly enough, the job was prized, chiefly because of the intimacy one had with the King.
Memo to Brown: arse-wiping has come down in the world since the 16th century. You would be wise to look into every dimension of your new job before you open your mouth again.
That got buried in tactful coverage of Brown's decision that he did not want to wait until February 11 to be sworn in, but wished to be sworn in today. Those of us who have raised children easily recognise the the refrain of "I wanna go NOW."Even the most friendly of media could find no other verb for his action than "demand." Evidently he's getting his wish from the permissive parents of the Senate.
Perhaps. The Senate is an august body with a deep respect for tradition, protocol and above all, seniority. The spectacle of its most junior member, Greek god though he may be, giving orders to the rest of the body is very likely going into 99 other little books of retribution. Mr. Brown will shortly discover that he has other things to do than vote. His committee assignments will be the most public sign of retribution. Less obvious will be his office assignment. There are hardly worse offices in the world than those typically assigned to junior Senators. Obama, even though he had behaved himself reasonably well, had a concrete square in the basement. If Brown gets something down the hall next to the furnaces, that may be a hint that he has overreached.
It may be that Brown is confused about offices and eras. In Tudor England there was a much-sought-after office called Groom of the Stool. The job of the Groom was to wipe the royal arse after the royal bowel movement. Oddly enough, the job was prized, chiefly because of the intimacy one had with the King.
Memo to Brown: arse-wiping has come down in the world since the 16th century. You would be wise to look into every dimension of your new job before you open your mouth again.
Labels: Scott Brown, US Senate
posted by Uncle | 17:32
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