You had to hear me laughing during that Scott Brown flail over in Massachusetts. Everywhere around me, conservatives and Republicans were just about shooting guns off in the streets in celebration.Mostly what I experienced over the Scott Brown thing was a sense of schadenfreude. I mean, if me and Ted Kennedy had both fallen off a cliff and he'd hit the ground first, I'd have cratered in laughing, know what I mean?
The sight of all the gloomy hangdog mugs in front of network cameras and the gaffed-fish backing and filling from Barry as his plans screeched to a very public, if temporary, halt was chucklesome, too. When one is going to hell in a bucket, one enjoys the ride however one can.