Elizabeth Warren Aims at Congress; Bullseye

Elizabeth Warren or Hurricane Sandy
Elizabeth Warren or Hurricane Sandy

Which is scarier to Congress: Elizabeth Warren or Hurricane Sandy? You decide.

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Elizabeth Warren speaks her mind, and the mind of a few million avid followers, as she strides toward Congress, whip in hand. Watch out, puppies. There’s a new sheriff in town, and boy is she p*ssed.

If the notion on this is we’re going to elect somebody to the United States Senate so they can be the 100th least senior person in there and be polite and somewhere in their fourth or fifth year do some bipartisan bill that nobody is going to care about, then don’t vote for me. Elizabeth Warren, before her 2012 election.

Mizz Snarkity Snark believes this is a good time to break ranks, patterns, “the way we’ve always one it” mentality, and oh so gently elbow a few do-nothings to the back of the pack. MSS is also cheering like a teenager at a Rolling Stones concert in 1979.

Yes, yes. MSS knows that’s before your time.

Much love to each of you. Rock on, Senator Warren. Rock their leetle heads in if need be.

Vote Like You Mean It

Get the vote out, wear the sticker, offer a ride
Get the vote out, wear the sticker, offer a ride

I voted. Did you? Did you offer someone a ride to the polls? Good!

Those who read Mizz Snarkity Snark know perfectly well that she is an apolitical creature far more prone to expensive mornings at the hair salon getting her porcelain nails done and her hair permed than lurking around campaign headquarters looking for opportunities to staple reports and get coffee.

In fact, MSS is pretty dang disgusted with almost every presidency since Give ‘Em Hell Harry the Haberdasher Truman. Including the upcoming one, no matter who he is.

Harry won by being unpopular and determined to tell the American populace the truth, no matter how ouchy and uncomfortable and not-very-satiny things got.

Incarnations of Harry Truman, take note. The task of being elected is vastly more difficult with these pesky Interwebs spreading news faster than the speed of a bad case of diarrhea at a rubber chicken banquet. So a few rules apply:

  • Tell the truth. All of it. No matter how bad the taste.
  • Don’t pretend to know what you don’t.
  • Own and wear a good hat.
  • If there’s a war, be sorry we have to be there, not thrilled to deploy the War Machine.
  • Pray over every coffin of every man and every woman who can’t come back alive.
  • Don’t make promises you can’t keep.
  • Don’t make promises your successor can’t keep.
  • Visit people for coffee, and listen to them for longer than you talk to them.
  • Don’t blame the previous administration.
  • Make sure Congress knows they’re not being ignored.
  • Make sure Congress knows they need to work across the aisle no matter what.
  • Follow through.
  • Above all, be home for dinner every night and give thanks.

Small rules, but nobody every got in trouble for following them.

Much love to each of you. Vote like you mean it.