In the age of Obama, with socialism the dirtiest word in America, a self-proclaimed Marxist should scare the pants off moderates in the First State. And an endorsement from Dingy Harry Reid should be enough to make a candidate run for the hills.
From Red State:
Meet Chris Coons (D CAND, DE-SEN). Harry Reid’s… pet.
"Understandable that this would be said of Chris Coons: after all, look at that happy grin! That marvelous posture! That glossy coat… pelt… erm, skin! Admittedly, this isn’t the best example of the breed in the smarts department - Coons admitted to being a Marxist in his more hirsute days, and we all know that Marxism is intellectualism for stupid people - but smarts aren’t everything. Particularly when it comes to Democratic Senators: after all, when Carly Fiorina gets done with Senator Ma’am there’s going to be a vacancy anyway. Assuming he survives his own general election, I’m sure that Coons will be a good boy, yes he will, yes he will!

Heck, I bet he’s even housebroken.
What’s that? I’m being cruel, vicious, and mean by treating Chris Coons as a dog, not a human being? I am showing my utter contempt for the formerly bearded Marxist? I am treating Coons like some sort of… pet?
Tell it to Harry Reid.
'“I’m going to be very honest with you — Chris Coons, everybody knows him in the Democratic caucus. He’s my pet. He’s my favorite candidate,” Reid said.'
Well, maybe there should be an ellipsis and a start-over to the sentence there…
'"I’m glad he’s running. I just think the world of him. He’s my pet."'
No, there probably shouldn’t have been an ellipsis and a start-over to the sentence there."
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