Rod Dreher has a great quote today from Edwin W. Edwards:
“With me, the people know the butter might be rancid, but it’s going to be spread on their side of the bread.”
Dreher’s point: “That’s Trump for you, ain’t it? I bet he’ll win the GOP primary in Louisiana going away.”
It will be strange if Trump manages to rebrand the Republicans as a neo-Dixiecrat party gone nationalist courtesy of New York values. In the meantime, I’m thinking the coming Republican primary battle might need a Seussian treatment. After all, it’s well and good for conservatives to hint that Trump is kind of like an old-school Southern Democrat. But it’s not like the Republicans haven’t been buttering than lot up – just so long as it might be rancid! – for decades. Where’s the justice?
One week before Feb
When we pick the most fit
NR’s editors took us all out to the Split
For a while they just blogged
Hem and haw, him and hum
But the time finally came for
“As you know, on this side of the Split
we are Cons.
On the far other side of this Split
Live the Dons.”
Then the editors said
“It’s high time to speak true
of the terrible horrible thing that Dons do.
With every speech, with a smile or a frown
Every Don retweets views
Bitter butter side down!”
But we Cons, as you know,
When we say nay or yup
Spread our word ‘cross the world
Rancid butter side up.
That’s the right bitter way
In our mill that’s the grist
So you can’t trust a downward-spread Don populist!
Every Don must be watched!
He’s no William F. Buck
That is why, in our mag, we don’t trust just to luck
With those Donaldly rancid-side-downers: no truck!
You are familiar with the classics, I take it. Poor young Con will be dispatched to the front line, repeatedly. Each time his new, more powerful ammo proves insufficient against the impervious Don. In the end, the two sides seem poised for mutual destruction.
“Who’s going to win it?
Will Cruz …? Or will he …?
Be patient,” dear voter, “It’s a long primary.”
Eventually things are going to get so ideologically mixed up I’m going to have to break out my old copy of the The Sneetches.