Harry Reid Puts Up, So Shut Up

One of my main complaints in recent years with regard to the Democrats is their Senate Majority Leader. As I said in a posting a couple of years ago, any political party with a befuddled old Andy Gump like Harry Reid at the wheel is going to have….”issues” shall we say?

So you can imagine how pleasantly surprised I was this week when the old guy started to show a little bit of long-overdue moxie. The senator from Nevada is an extremely cautious man. He says that a reliable source has informed him that Mitt Romney went for a decade without paying a dime of income tax.

Given his well-earned reputation for timidity, if he’s gone out on a limb to make a charge as serious as this, it must be true. Old Harry has never been the kind of pol to throw caution to the wind.

The Mitt Romney campaign has said that Harry Reid has either got to “put up or shut up”. He already has. The ball is now in Romney’s court. If we are to take him at his word when he tells us that he has paid what he was legally required to pay in taxes then he should prove it to the nation that he wants to lead.

Senator Reid has made a pretty serious charge. Mitt has a golden opportunity here. If he really has nothing to hide he is in the position to make Reid – and the entire Democratic media machine – look really foolish. All he has to do is release his income tax returns for the last twelve years; just like his father George did during the Republican primary campaign of 1968. What the hell is he waiting for?

I’ll tell you what he’s waiting for: he’s waiting for the story to go away. Only this is a story that’s not going to die of natural causes. It needs to be killed like a rabid wolverine. Watch in the next couple of weeks while Campaign Romney (along with FOX Noise) goes on a desperate hunt for as many mole hills as they can find to make mountains out of. This should be quite interesting.

Der Mittster was considered for the Number Two spot on the ticket during John McCain’s 2008 presidential run. While he was undergoing the vetting process, he handed over to the campaign his income tax returns going back over two decades. Call it a silly hunch on my part but I’ve got a sneaking suspicion that the McCain people were absolutely horrified by what they saw. How can I be so sure of this this you may ask?

Because they went running to Sarah Palin as a preferable VP candidate! Talk about desperation. If a relatively sane and intelligent human being like Mitt Romney can’t outshine a half-witted extremist like Fascist Barbie, that very fact speaks untold volumes. Mitt’s tax history must be pretty embarrassing. That is the reason – and the only reason – they refuse to make it public. I was born very early in the morning, but it wasn’t this morning.

If it ever got out that Romney paid less in income tax (even in one year) than your average blue collar worker, it wouldn’t bode too well for him come November the sixth. My guess is that if his sordid past regarding taxes ever became public it would mean a landslide for President Obama similar to Richard Nixon’s in 1972.

Tricky Dick won every state in the union that year with the exception of Massachusetts and the District of Columbia. Less than two years later he would be forced to resign in complete disgrace. My irony meter goes into the red zone just thinking about that one. Aren’t politics strange?

The “Bain” of his Existence

Mitt is trying to portray himself as a tireless champion of the working class masses. It really is an amusing thing to behold, isn’t it? Remember that this is the same guy who put thousands of his fellow Americans out of work as the chief of Bain Capital back in the nineties, sending their jobs to China and Lord knows where else.

There is no longer a Republican in Washington who gives a damn about hard-working people. Barry Goldwater and Milicent Fenwick (photo left) are dead and they’re not coming back. This is a party whose sole purpose is to concentrate as much wealth into as few bank accounts as possible. This is a party whose ultimate goal is the utter destruction of the middle class. They’d love nothing weirder than to bring us back to the Gilded Age.

You think I’m being paranoid? You think the disintegrating middle class in this country is merely a coincidence? You think it’s the fault of all those evil-doin’ Liberals? Fine. Keep voting Republican, folks.

It’s hard not to feel a little pity for poor old Mitt. I sure as hell don’t envy him. He has managed – inside of two months – to take that plate of exquisite caviar that was handed to him when he became the presumptive nominee and turn it into a pile of elephant shit.

All of this on top of his disastrous performance overseas during his 2012 Foot In Mouth Tour. The poor schmuck just can’t get a break. As each hour ticks by, it is becoming more and more apparent to the GOP “base” that handing the nomination over to this “Massachusetts liberal” will be a huge mistake. Be sure to tune in to their convention later on this month. This is gonna be a riot – and I mean that literally.

Author: Tom Degan

TOM DEGAN is a fifty-one year old video artist who in 2006 became so thoroughly disgusted at the state of America's national political dialogue, he decided to take time off to become a freaking civics teacher. He was born in Goshen, NY in 1958 and, after living all over the United States and Canada, moved back there in 1992. He is a high school dropout who in 1977 received an equivalency diploma (HEY, IT'S LEGAL!) He attended SUNY in Middletown, NY and in 1986 studied journalism at the New School in New York City. He is the recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom and has worked as a truck driver, a radio DJ, and a metal worker...OK, he didn't ACTUALLY receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom, but he DID get some kind of ribbon of sorts when he was in the Cub Scouts. He is the inventor of Cheez Whiz and lives off the royalties on the sales of that fine product. DISCLAIMER: He didn't really invent Cheez Whiz. Online at TomDegan.Blogspot.com

1 thought on “Harry Reid Puts Up, So Shut Up

Comments are closed.