Monday, March 9, 2009
This is entertaining. Two points of criticism for Jason Mattera, though: 1) Starting with "Why the hell..." makes the reaction you get less effective in revealing what Charlie Rangel is about, and 2) Dude, you gotta stop smirking at the end of these things. You did the same thing with John Murtha. Maintain a little poise and gravitas would ya? That's the difference between revealing the true nature of the corruptocrats on Capitol Hill and something that's little more than a college prank 'gotcha.' Turn away with an expression reflecting the seriousness of the implications of what we've just witnessed. Don't smirk, kid.
Now this is unreal: Another unhinged Democrat to taxpayer: "Get the f**k out of my office!". Though I'd like to know if there was any lead-up to it.
I have to stand up in support of Mattera turning and grinning at the camera as those elevator doors glided home on his income tax forms.
Even I, a smirk-sensitive lady of the first rank of smirk-sensitivity, had no smirk detectors trip. On the contrary, the totally confident and happy grin was highly comforting. This boy has no fear of battle! Makes me want to take a ribbon out of my hair and tie it on his lance-arm as a favor, like in the good old jousting days.
Go Mattera! Solomon's just jealous because no ladies are tying ribbons onto his mouse cable.