Herman Cain plays his race card amid no Dickens of a time for the GOP

Give me a break.

I’m not talking about the 80s TV sitcom starring Nell Carter as the African-American housekeeper for a widowered cop and his young kids. That was “Gimme a Break.”

No, I’m talking about giving me a break from Herman Cain, the African-American running for the GOP presidential nomination, and his selective use of the race card. Cain disparages the race card when it is used to suit the purpose of liberals – or those who are against him — but when it is to his advantage he will deal that tired old card from the bottom quicker than you can say “Black. Jack!”

Of course, with his unexpected political fortunes stumbling rapidly downhill as the ghosts of alleged harassed women past come out of the woodwork you would have to expect the wily Godfather of Pizza to pull something which will deflect the blame. First, Cain chose to point to Good Hair Perry as the party responsible for dropping the dime on him. Then Cain didn’t blame him. Then he did. Cain could certainly hold his own in a “Flip-Flop Off” with Mitt Romney. Oh by the way, remember how Cain’s nose got out of joint over the sign at the Perry deer lease in Texas? The one that was named “N*****head?”

It now seems the Godfather is ready to invoke the Holy Grail of conservative race-baiting with a new political ad that will recall the Senate hearing in which Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas — then being confirmed for his life-long judicial seat — uttered the phrase: “High-tech lynching.”  Thomas was the first prominent black political figure — and yes he is a political figure — to tell his fellow African-American conservatives that they can have their cake and eat it too. It is all right to rail against blacks who support Democrats as lazy or “brainwashed” or waiting in the welfare line, and still call attention to a conservative’s own blackness and their past evolving from the days of human bondage.

The Republican Party has become perhaps the best institution ever at using hypocrisy as an art form without thought or remorse. So why would it not be okay for Cain or his fellow black conservatives to say whatever they want to say whether it follows any lines of logic or not?

It would seem that the best way for any politician to get past something such as that allegedly unearthed in Cain’s history is to meet it head on and profusely apologize. Remember Bill Clinton? The American public is one of the most forgiving bunch of people that have been seen unless you kill a couple thousand of their fellow citizens at once, or you preempt the climax of an exciting televised football game with the movie “Heidi.”

Even if Herman Cain is some kind of serial sexist pig he could still stop his campaign, undergo therapy and eventually be rehabilitated in the public eye. Maybe Herman and Tiger Woods should hang out together for awhile.

Regardless of whether Cain did or didn’t harass women during his career as a businessman really makes little difference to the GOP nomination race in the end. While somewhat surprised to see Cain’s stock rise as it did in polls before his latest troubles emerged, I still stand firm in believing Cain has a black snowball’s chance in hell of winning the nomination or even being chosen as a running mate for Mitt Romney the eventual GOP choice. I see no way that Republicans will nominate another black man for a run at the presidency seeing the amount of hatred conservatives have for Barack Obama. Still, the choice for Republicans is less than bright as things stand. I even heard it expressed that many GOP-ers would just as soon reelect Obama than vote for any of those running on the GOP ticket now. The rationale is that the conservatives can verbally beat Obama like a drum for four years while hoping they can find someone to run after his final term is up.

There are dangers in such feelings though. If a Republican is not elected president and the party loses a substantial majority in both the Senate and House, there could come that Whig moment I feel as inevitable and have predicted over the years. Whether the next presidential term are money years for the likes of Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity might also be the time a death knell is finally sounded for the Grand Old Party.

Such a prediction I would not like anyone to hold me to, simply because I might be wrong. But one must admit the 2012 presidential race ain’t a Dickens of a time for the Republicans. It’s not the best of times. And it is more likely the worst of times.

Perry: Drunk, stoned, in need of medication or just weird?

Was Rick Perry drunk? Stoned? Medicated? Having a manic-depressive attack?

Excerpts of a speech he made last Friday in New Hampshire have a lot of pundits scratching their heads and comedians have been left with enough material for at least a week. You can watch all 25 minutes of Rick Perry’s “unusually animated” New Hampshire speech, as some newspapers are kindly calling it, if you want to look at this clip on You Tube. I have highlights posted below.

In the uncut version to which I link, and he really is talking about something before the recording starts, Perry begins speaking of how his pastor suggested he read Proverbs. The exact chapter and verse, Proverbs 15:13, basically says that a merry heart makes a cheerful countenance but a sorrowful heart leaves the spirit broken. Then Good Hair launches into a bit about gold and eventually cradles a bottle of local maple syrup. In between, he is goofy, gesticulates like a traffic cop infested with fire ants, smiles widely and laughs at his own jokes.

It was weird.

While the punditry speculates the Texas governor and Republican presidential hopeful might be drunk or stoned, at the very least Perry does seem to have moments during the speech in which he seems like either he is medicated or in need of medication.

I don’t know how many times I saw Rick Perry in my newspaper career. I know at least half a dozen and perhaps more. I never saw him act any differently than during most of his recent TV appearances and televised speeches. He seemed naturally dull and one of those persons who appear to be an empty vessel in which nothing much would stick once it penetrated the inside. I saw him once during an event of more than two hours in which he appeared to polish off a bottle of wine. The event was a roast for an old friend of Perry’s from the Texas Legislature who was a Democrat, as Perry had been at the time he served in the Texas House. The majority of those participating in the roast were also Democrats and roasted Perry, at times, as well as his old buddy. At one point, Perry appeared pissed off and left the stage as if he was sulking. Until this recent speech, that was the most animated that I had ever seen the governor.

Kevin Smith, who hosted the event in which Perry gave his speech, told Washington’s The Hill that Good Hair had not been drinking alcohol and that even though the governor was more animated than he has appeared during the campaign, the thought that he “was buzzed” did not cross his hosts’ minds.

I have been around a good many folks who were as screwed up as a football bat on one substance, if not more than one, or another. Likewise I have been around a fairly good number of people suffering from various stages of mental illness. I am no expert by any means but watching a little more than the highlights — pardon the pun — of this Perry speech leads me to believe, well, I don’t know what it leads me to believe. Like I said, Rick seemed pretty damned strange.

Nevertheless, if the animation and goofiness shown by Perry was written for him, perhaps his speechwriters should tone it down a bit or just nix the humor completely.

 

The New Jersey “Big Man” — and I’m not talking about the late E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons –said no.

Queen Sarah of the Northern Wastelands, Caribou Barbie her ownself, likewise said no.

Could it be the GOP pieces are finally in place for the 2012 presidential nomination? I certainly hope so. Current major polls are fairly close on Romney, Perry and Cain, in that order. Those will bob and weave, of course, with the latest scandal, the latest gaffe, the latest revelation, and the latest whatever. Once the primary starts will become time for the rubber to meet the road, somewhat. The order of the Republican presidential primaries are as tenuous as big-time college football affiliations. Will the Texas A & M Aggies find happiness among the SEC? Will TCU’s jump to the Big 12 cause it the school to relive its Southwest Conference glory days of Coach Dutch Meyer and “Slinging Sammy” Baugh? Tune in tomorrow for: “As the pigskin turns.”

The big question the Republicans continue to ask themselves is which of the candidates can beat the Black Man in the White House? That is probably how a good many GOP-ers frame the question as well although I doubt they use some of the words I use.

One poll shows that it would be a tie if Obama and Romney faced-off. Others prognosticate Obama would come out slightly ahead — or it would be a statistical tie depending on how you view it — against either Perry or Cain. These are very, very, very hypothetical, of course. They mention no vice president. And try as you might to convince me that a VP choice would make no difference I give you two words: “John McCain.”

If I had money to burn on betting, I would not fear a high-stakes bet against Herman Cain as the GOP nominee. I also predict the odds as very good that Cain will not be the VP candidate either. Why? Because Herman Cain and Obama are both black. As was the case with Obama, many hard-line right-wingers simply did not want Obama president because he was black. They don’t want him president because he is black. They want him gone from office because he is black. Other than not being a Republican, the fact that Obama is black is the major reason the right does not want Barack in the Oval Office unless he is sweeping the floors or taking out the garbage.

Sure, you will have your “enlightened” Republicans who don’t feel that way. I’m not talking about those who talk like adults when discussing politics.

Next month is November and soon it will be one year from that first Tuesday after the first Monday in November. If we are lucky, perhaps we shall know before Christmas who won the election. We have much head of us before that time arrives. And as ol’ Bob Frost said:

“And miles to go before I sleep

 And miles to go before I sleep.”

Perry and the N-head controversy: At least a chance to learn geography

The controversy over the seemingly offensive name of a ranch leased by Gov. Rick “Goodhair” Perry’s family has brought at least a little interest in U.S. Geography.

A media search for “Niggerhead,” while unsuccessful so far, has not lacked in intensity. Huffington Post reports news folks scoured the area near Paint Creek, Texas — where Perry grew up — all wanting to score the first “interview with a rock.” The boulder-sized object was painted with the words which was an object of offense to a fellow Republican seeking the GOP nomination for president. That candidate is Herman Cain, an African-American businessman best known for founding Godfather’s Pizza. The stone is is now likely hidden on the ranch, perhaps rolled away by angels. Why not? Perry seems in need of all his base he can gather right now.

The Perry side says the rock was there when they leased the ranch in the early 80s. I take their word for it. A lot of folks in different parts of Texas weren’t very sensitive about a lot of things back then. That is about the most I can say, even though I think Rick Perry is perhaps the worst thing to happen to Texas since Gee Dubya Bush became president.

But at least the awareness of geography from all of this unattractive hoopla is one bright spot. When I speak of an interest in geography, I mean media such asThe Daily Show” pointing out a number of places and land features in the U.S. with names now seen as culturally incorrect. One mentioned on the Jon Stewart fake news show was near where I live in Southeast Texas.

As I have related here before a road was named in our own, rural Jefferson County, for the Japanese rice farmers who settled that particular area. It was once called “Jap Road” but eventually Japanese-American citizens found that name offensive and eventually applied enough pressure that the county’s commissioners changed the name.

Still, plenty other spots exist in Texas and elsewhere with names which might otherwise smack of racial or cultural insensitivity. One place comes to mind when I think of such places — the tiny community of Nigton, in Trinity Countyeven though it was settled and named by former slaves.

Nigton is the proverbial crossroads town at the intersection of Farm to Market Roads 2262 and 2501. Nigton was about 20 miles from where I once ran a small-town newspaper in the early 90s. I went through Nigton a few times although I can’t remember why. I wasn’t surprised as maybe I should have been, I suppose, that the community was populated by African-Americans.

Former slave and civic leader Jeff Carter suggested the name for the town after it was settled in 1873, this according to the Handbook of Texas Online. At its peak, Nigton boasted a sawmill, churches and a school along with a population of about 500. Fewer than 90 people lived there in 2000.

The name Nigton and how it suggests cultural relativity leaves me about as confused as does the moniker for the Perry hunting lease. Still, past surveys have found high numbers of young Americans geographically illiterate so I suppose us at least talking about places in our country is something positive. Maybe someone can relate to that.

 

We no longer have to justify the war, so now we can be hypocrites

It didn’t take me long to miss my first televised GOP debate. I missed it completely. Thank heavens.

I just kind of let things slide when in previous debates the idiot crowd of radical Republicans cheered for Rick Perry killing 200 people in the Texas death chamber and hollering with joy at the thought of letting some old person die rather than give them government health care. I figured, they’re idiots, what can you say?

But when I found out that during the debate I didn’t see that the right-winged rabble booed a U.S. soldier speaking by video from Iraq because he was gay I kind of figured enough is enough.  The Tea Party jugheads can boo and hiss all they want to against someone for whatever reason. Dissing a person who is risking their life for their country is a different matter.

Whatever happened to the big “Support Our Troops” craze? I say craze because that is all it seems now to be. Maybe it was all just a reason to sell magnetic ribbons for cars. Like good ol’ John Prine sang of another war Americans forgot about in the latter 20th century, “But your flag decal won’t get you into heaven anymore/they’re already overcrowded from your dirty little war … “

Remember the outcry over the Dixie Chicks? They were boycotted because native Texan Natalie Maines said while onstage in London:  “We do not want this war, this violence, and we’re ashamed that the President of the United States is from Texas.”This sparked a controversy by right-wing talking heads such as Sean Hannity. The excuse for the ire was that the Texas-based Chicks were speaking ill of the president and commander in chief while the band was overseas during a time of war.

We’ve remained in war, at least in Afghanistan and we still have troops who still face danger in Iraq. Suddenly, it’s okay to boo a U.S. soldier in a country where violence still happens frequently; at least the vocal part of the GOP now says so. So what has changed? Let’s see, maybe it’s the party affiliation and the color of the president. You think?

Activists who spoke ill of the Iraq war when GW Bush was president were labeled “traitors” who should be punished, according to some right-wing windbags. Now one of the leading candidates for the GOP nomination recently labeled actions of the Federal Reserve chairman “almost treasonous.”

I understand it all, of course. It’s just that good ol’-time righteous hypocrisy the right does so well. It is the same kind of hypocrisy that allows Mr. Righteous to praise the Lord and testify on Sunday morning, then go home and watch the football game with his friends while getting s**t-faced and cussing up a storm and talking about all their sexual conquests and extramarital affairs and cheating their business customers out of their well-earned dollars.  You might as well boo the “fag” even though you yourself was far too chickens**t to join the military whether it be peacetime or war. Hell, you had things to do and money  to make.

Yes, brothers and sisters, give me that ol’ time hypocrisy, it’s good enough for GW and Cheney, it’s good enough for me.