(World News Trust) -- I've been watching a parade of slapstick worthy of the Keystone Kops lately, but it's not on Vintage Movie Night -- it's in Washington D.C. Hapless doesn't even begin to describe it.
It might be the FISA cave-in in the Senate. It might be the Karl Rove impasse with the House Judiciary Committee. It might be the statements from Iraqi Prime Minister Maliki and others in his government including his national security advisor that it?s time for a US troop withdrawal, or at least for a timetable for withdrawal to be set -- about which the White House naysays and Congress remains silent. Or any number of other issues. Actually, there is no "might be" about it. These problems ARE all present. Only one thing is not here, and there's no "might be" there, either. There is no backbone.
There is NO backbone. And if there was ever a time for lots of it, we're there now. I'm thoroughly convinced that this explains the latest Rasmussen poll -- in which Congress has now fallen from 11 percent job approval to 9 percent. NINE percent. It's the first time in that survey's history that the number of voters giving Congress good or excellent reviews has cratered so deeply -- into single digits.
I'm so there. I'm invited to take polls online and on the phone fairly frequently, and my built-in wish to grade the Bush administration far more poorly than a now-Democratic controlled Congress (mainly because I've long considered the Bush administration worse than anything else) is no longer active. I can't give Congress A's or B's when I'm repeatedly convinced that they're earning F's. Even F's are sometimes too good. How far down the alphabet do I go? Certainly way down past even W, these days.
My kingdom for a backbone. Any backbone among the Dems. Any at all. At this point, I'm not proud. I'll take anything. This is the time they should be flexing their muscles like nobody's business and seizing the momentum. After all, we have a White House occupant with lower-than-low approval ratings -- so dismal that Bush?s biggest fan and would-be heir, John McCain, shrivels from him in revulsion and goes virtually Cirque du Soleil in twisting his schedule in knots trying to avoid being in the same zip code Bush is in. So dismal that Republican stomachs are tied in knots wondering what they're going to do with the Toxic Texan at their upcoming convention -- when almost nobody wants to admit they've even heard of the guy.
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