We reap what we sow.
Remember when Nancy Pelosi lectured us that “we need to pass (Obamacare) to find out what is in it.” Six years later, the fate of Obamacare is now hanging on the parsing of six words within a nearly 1,000-page document.
Well, well, well, Nancy. Reap it.
While I don’t have enough faith to cling to salvation via the judiciary, I desperately hope my Schadenfreude has a chance to aggressively exercise itself in the wake of a King v Burwell kill shot.
See, we all got a preview of what it looks like when Pelosi gets the vapors after Benjamin Netanyahu’s speech before Congress. Sure, she’s been able to fancy herself as a sort of low-information version of Joan of Arc after years of jousting with the ever-flaccid John Boehner. However, when faced with true masculine courage, she let Bibi get under her skin.
This is Clown College versus War College.
Many of us celebrated the moral clarity and resolve Netanyahu brought to the table under circumstances that can literally be described as existential. But that and Pelosi’s discomfort ultimately gave way to lamentation after a while.