10/14/2005

Whiskey Bar: The Right hates a taste of it's own Rovian medicine

Billmon nails it! -- law

The Rovian game plan is, in all its essentials, the same sleazy blend of double speak, half-truths, non sequiturs, demagogic appeals and knees-to-the-groin smears that were used to sell the invasion of Iraq. But those who applauded then -- and again when the same patented blend of slime was used in the Cheney-Bush reelection campaign -- are howling about it now that they're the intended targets.


The Right's Iraq

One of the most fascinating -- and deeply amusing -- aspects of the Great Miers Revolt has been watching the conservative rebels react with growing disgust and anger to the tactics the White House is using to try to bulldoze Shrub's pen pal through the confirmation process.

The Rovian game plan is, in all its essentials, the same sleazy blend of double speak, half-truths, non sequiturs, demagogic appeals and knees-to-the-groin smears that were used to sell the invasion of Iraq. But those who applauded then -- and again when the same patented blend of slime was used in the Cheney-Bush reelection campaign -- are howling about it now that they're the intended targets.

Don't take my word for it, ask the National Review's Rich Lowry:

Bush . . . displays a touching faith in the power of hypocrisy, double standards and contradictions to see his nominee through. The case for Miers is an unholy mess, an opportunistic collection of whatever rhetorical flotsam happens to be at hand.

Those who remember Shrub's ever shifting rationale for the Iraq War -- it's about Saddam's WMD, or his ties to Al Qaeda, or promoting democracy, or bringing peace to the Middle East, or liberating women, or giving my Dad a nice birthday present -- shouldn't find it strange when the Miers marketing campaign shifts in rapid-fire succession from her role as a female trailblazer (albeit one who will "walk in the president's footsteps" ) to her religious faith, to her "real world" experience, to the claim that Shrub knows her "heart" even better than he knows Vladimir Putin's.

Right-wing opponents of the Miers nomination also shouldn't be too surprised to find themselves slimed as "sexists," "elitists," "geeks" and (my favorite) "so-called movement conservatives" who have no followers. After all, many of them eagerly helped the administration slime those who opposed the neocon march of folly as anti-Semitic extremists who hate America almost as much as they love the Islamofascists. They know how the Rovian game is played -- or should. So it's a little late for the bow-tie brigade to whine about the way the RNC spin machine rips quotes out of context to make the Orwellian case that black is white. After all, they were for it before they were against it.

But I will admit I've been a little taken back by the ferocity with which the Rovians have turned on their own. I mean, doing a John Gotti impression with the rubes down in Texas -- "If you oppose this nomination, you oppose the president" -- is one thing, but when the slime masters are reduced to swiftboating conservative judges as "activists," simply to make Miers look less unqualified by comparison, then you have to wonder whether the propaganda machine has finally run amok. It's behaving like the sucking monster in Yellow Submarine, which sucked up everything around it, and then everything on the screen and then, finally, itself.

Whiskey Bar: The Right's Iraq

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