So It’s Foleygate Now, Is It?
Well, I suppose that was inevitable…I’ve said my piece many, many times now, and you all know where I stand. It’s not about me, though; this is a political blog, and clearly the story is having an impact. At the RealClearPolitics blog, Tom Bevan writes:
Foleygate has clearly mushroomed into a mini-nuke for Republicans. Democrats were getting nowhere with the “culture of corruption” argument. Voters didn’t care. But when you take the Foley mess and modify the message to “culture of sleaze,” that gets voters’ attention.
Well, maybe; we know sleaze sells just by looking at television. But before we get too carried away with assessing the fallout from the story, remember Harry Whittington.
Who? See, you already forgot…he was the man shot in the face by Dick Cheney, with a resulting media frenzy almost beyond belief. Here was Bob Herbert of the New York Times in the aftermath of that scandal:
“That was the moment when the legend of the tough, hawkish, take-no-prisoners vice president began morphing into the less-than-heroic image of a reckless, scowling incompetent who mistook his buddy for a bird. This story is never going away. Harry Whittington is Dick Cheney’s Monica. When Mr. Whittington dies (hopefully many years from now, and from natural causes), he will be remembered as the hunting companion who was shot by the vice president of the United States. This tale will stick to Mr. Cheney like Krazy Glue, and that’s bad news for the Bush administration.”
Ahem…doesn’t look very prescient, does it?
This, too, shall pass…