Wingnut: n. An outspoken, irrational person with deeply-held, nominally conservative, political views. A person who chooses on principle to be flagrantly ignorant. (Urban Dictionary)
Ignore for the moment that Urban Dictionary isn’t necessarily the most reliable source for word meaning, please, and keep reading.
Tonight, I turned off the news after Chris Hayes on MSNBC excitedly informed us that President Obama, House Speaker Boehner, and Senate Leader Reid were in a meeting and were expected to make remarks soon about progress on a budget solution to avert a government shutdown.
I shut the TV off because I needed a moment of quiet to imagine the perfect way for that three-way to go down. In my fantasy it goes like this: Obama is saying to Boehner right now, “No, you don’t get to fuck over poor people in order to secure your political future and to enrich your corporate donors. No cuts. None. The plan is: invest in infrastructure and education, support struggling Americans, and tax corporations and millionaires. Now get the fuck out of my office and do something worthwhile with your time, and mine.”
In reality, Obama, the consumate diplomat and ever-willing-to-negotiate politician that he often is, is dealmaking. He’s trying to do Boehner’s job of figuring out how to placate the wingnut faction in the Republican party enough so that the reasonable Republicans (did I really just put those two words together?) can make a deal with the Democrats.
An hour later, the three made short remarks. “Productive meeting,” they all said. “Narrowed the issues,” was echoed by each one. No details. No deal. Not yet, according to Obama.
Of course, I far prefer my fantasy meeting to what happened, but I am enraged at the gall of the Republican wingnuts. There wasn’t going to be any cuts this year, conservatives, you got the White House and Democrats to agree to half of what you wanted. That’s not a loss, that’s a win. A big, $30 something billion dollar win and you should be a gracefully accept your prize.
So Boehner, get your party’s grubby hands the fuck out of the the American middle and working classes pockets, and do something useful with your time, and ours.