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The
Embarrassment President
by
P.M. Carpenter
Tony Blankley appeared on MSNBC's Hardball the other night, looking
a bit ashen. As a panel member discussing the president's grave and
gathering problems, the former Newt Gingrich evangelist and current
Reverend Moon spokesman volunteered that even Republican support for
George W is beginning to slip. This is bad, in his view. I'd like to
relate Mr. Blankley's complete personal take on W's falling numbers,
but, it being Hardball, Chris Mouthews was there to interrupt and talk
over the guest. So I can't relate much with certainty. Yet I have little doubt that Blankley and fellow conservatives would
be in private agreement in identifying specific causes of W's decline
and the relative harm each is doing. There's Iraq, of course, probably
this nation's greatest foreign policy blunder ever. When you factor
in the blunder's increasingly apparent intentionality, mere blundering
then transmogrifies into the criminal. That sort of behavior doesn't
make for gangbuster approval ratings, even among one's base.
But even that is just the tip of the political iceberg this White
House first created, then rammed. There's also the colossal deficit
Mr. Bush labored so hard to produce, something which the Democratic
Party's finest wastrels could not have done a better job at. Principled
conservatives are seething. There's the colossally clumsy way in which
the White House mismanaged the National Guard story. There was the
president's colossally bungled introduction of revamped immigration
policy, a package with a little something to alienate nearly everyone.
There were the colossal bombs of the State of the Union speech and
"Meet the Press" appearance. And most recently there was the White
House's backtracking on its colossally imbecilic promise of 2.6 million
new jobs by year's end, preceded by numerous other colossally stupid
promises of miraculous job growth.
Move over, Howard Dean. Piece by piece the Bush administration is
self-cannibalizing, offering future administrations a detailed tutorial
on political implosion. Each week brings another misstep, another miscalculation,
another boneheaded move.
Yet there may be more in play than the sum of individual missteps
and riddled credibility. There may also be a growing kind of gestalt
thing happening at the White House in which the systematic correction
of specific missteps will have little positive effect. What I suspect
Tony Blankley was thinking during his Hardball appearance, and might
have come close to uttering had the host permitted elaboration, is
that for conservatives, quite simply, George W Bush is becoming an
embarrassment.
Once that emotion takes root among the base, there isn't much a president
can do in the way of lancing it. In fact, the more conscious steps
Bush takes to overcome the embarrassment he's inflicted on himself
and his party, the more self-conscious the process seems and the more
obvious the embarrassment's original cause becomes. Again, I reference
the National Guard fiasco.
The effect is political quicksand: The harder Bush struggles to free
himself, the deeper he'll sink. The Tony Blankleys of the Republican
Party likely are sinking into a daunting realization as well. They're
stuck and they feel it. They had a winner who could do no wrong; now
they have a guy who realistically cannot do anything right.
In
addition, there's a growing and resentful feeling of guilt by association
among hardcore conservatives. Democratic politicians and the docile
press were long intimidated by a popular commander in chief shielded
from attack by misinformed patriotism. For reasons well known, they
now feel liberated from that political anaconda, liberated enough to
denounce with seeming impunity the president's -- which is to say,
the right's -- radical agenda. Once the right's top cheerleader became
an
embarrassment, its message began to suffer, too. The right is not amused,
and it's starting to show in the polls.
Like
an unsupervised child, George W Bush was unmindful of his limitations
and surroundings. He got carried away at playtime. For three years
there were no adults around willing to issue the inevitable warning:
"Somebody's going to get hurt." Somebody did, and Tony Blankley knows
who. It's all so embarrassing.
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