The looming national horror, beside the designer bridge gridlock that redefined gridlock forever, remains the prospect of viewing Chris Christie striped bare. Lord protect us from the spectacle of this particular emperor sans clothes. Talk about a game-changer. For starters, feast on the sub-species, fat cat criminal, disheveled in open robe and slippers. Then wonder how such hard-won media armor dissolved in a New Jersey second.
Judging by this jaw-dropping, amateur-hour pageant, neither scandals nor “cover-ups” are what they used to be. If Washington, goes the old saw, is Hollywood for ugly people, New Jersey is Washington for repulsive screw-ups.
Yet the special magic of the Christie-Bridge scandal transcends its opening gambit, ongoing melodrama, or inevitable condemnations. Who imagined the favored pundit image called “government gridlock” would lose all metaphoric meaning? Who imagined an election in the bag wherein official pettiness made real-world gridlock for thousands an organized team sport?
With a gold medal in flubbed bullying, the scope, duration, crudeness, and tactical failure sets this dirty trick apart. It is a rare, epic moment for any dirty trick to erupt not just absent any thought for defense mechanisms but with a simplicity that makes is incredibly understandable. Every sixth-grader, every low-information voter, gets the story: a bizarrely-conceived revenge ploy goes badly awry, incurring public mayhem while leaving the targeted mayor not just unintimidated but empowered. Say what? Jersey thugs threw an unmotivated tantrum that turned a backwater neutral into a potent enemy? Good show, as poetic justice ensues, handing over the stick that beats your side to a pulp.
Didn’t Cheney Master This?
Compare Christie’s utter flop to V.P. Cheney’s masterpiece of evil-doing when outing the CIA agent, Valerie Plame. Cheney first shielded his office and administration with degrees of separation between source and target. Then he connived with a top staffer to betray our government by leaking the morsel to the press, which did the dirty work. The villainy of indirection punished Plame, along with the CIA (no Cheney ally), while menacing her husband to withdraw testimony that proved the V.P.’s parade of lying. It took years to unpack this capital infamy and only intermediaries got shafted: the darkest WH thug escaped with only a scratch (and full pension). That’s how triumphant dirty tricks are done.
Ditto: brazenly counterfeit indictments on Iraqi WMDs, Saddam’s agency in 9/11, even laughable, imminent mushroom clouds. Because outlandish, though plausible fabrications create their own fantasy world, hard evidence can’t prove a negative. No expert could reverse the general claim, that Saddam threatened us with blustery belligerence. Plus, Cheney slandered all critics as stupid, uninformed (lacking his secret sources) or virtual traitors. And all crowned with searing paranoid: every 1 percent threat justifies all-out, unilateral, pre-emptive broadsides against made-up enemies.
Give your maniacal Karl Rove a teaspoon of obfuscation and outpours a truckload of deniability: what, assailing us better-informed patriots? Not only did bad inventions shield the Dubya fortress, but they re-elected a “war president,” as his nasty miscues got written off to the fog of war. How opposite stands Christie, buffeted by malice and bad faith swelled by implausible denials — all wrapped in glaring incompetence.
America pooh-poohs ruthlessness when serving a (perceived) winning hand, but not when losers screw up, double-down, get caught, then are badly burned by backfire. That’s why Christie will never be president. That’s why party big wigs left him hanging. Even if Christie gets off, selling his “no knowledge, no liability” fiction, is he not stamped with the loser’s mark, alongside Gingrich, Perry, McCain and Romney?
Bridge Closure to Nowhere
In short, the Christie crowd gives dirty tricksters a bad name. Apparently, the governor never communicated to staff how successful roguery words, despite having been there, done that. Whereas the Bush-Cheney gang planned in solid defensive retorts, the hollow Christie creamer was caught flatfooted, his entire bulk standing on a pinprick. Thus, he lamely blamed a veteran staff for an unbelievable rash of misjudgments, as if folks not talked to in months. No wonder the current feeding frenzy: every resentful victim of Christie’s heavy boot is free to blast away. A scandal goes bad when encouraging other axes to fall: that firestorm ends in criminal indictments. Finally, we have the fabled bridge closure to nowhere.
If nothing else, the fake Christie campaign narrative is kaput. This champion sold bipartisanship, but now we know it wasn’t about working with Democrats but criminal allies vs. “enemies” who won’t play ball. Second, Christie promoted his straight-shooting, street smarts, but this scandal reveals the opposite. Who believes this super-micromanager was ambushed by the dumbest staff this side of the Three Stooges? Who believes a straight-shooter hires such witlings?
Third, Christie’s presumption was to fill vacant establishment GOP spot, replacing that winning, ex-governor and friend to Wall Street who first appointed this ex-federal prosecutor. Yes, that Dubya, whose immortal fakery Christie embraces, “I’m a uniter, not a divider.” Just as this pledge qualifies as Bush’s greatest lie, so Christie’s entitlement dissolves: he’d be lucky to finish his term. How fitting this second, disgraced uniter lives by the real Dubya philosophy: “you’re either with us or against us.”
Tainted Goods, If He Survives
Yet like Romney, enough Christie bluster, with enough crony billions, would have overcome TP revulsion. Christie’s earthy charisma turns obesity into a virtue, as if packing a room of donors anticipated fully filling up the White House. Perfect replacement for that skinny, Harvard egghead, refusing to hobnob with mere lawmakers: here’s the new, pugnacious “rogue maverick” (oh, God) who revels in rough and tumble scrums. Christie looked the oligarch’s dream: the ruthless, socially conservative crossover who charms Democrats, despite dumping on teachers, nurses, the jobless, and any “losers” dumb enough to cross him.
One knowledgeable friend fears Christie’s sleazy hustle isn’t done for, morphing perhaps into the “comeback kid” outlasting staff treason. Doesn’t that explain why Christie now praises Dubya (weirdly and illogically) as “grossly under-appreciated,” solely for being handed two dubious wins? Winning is everything. Isn’t that also what Christie’s latest bipartisan schtick comes to, attacking Obama for lacking “respect for the other party”? Like his praise for Dubya, Christie’s ludicrous inversion mocks the truth: Obama’s compromised caving is legendary, defaulting to rightwing pressure on war, spying, banksters, the Pentagon, even Romneycare.
Finally, the tin-ear Christie perverts the great issue of our age, painful inequality of assets and income, into a straw man he distorts as “income equality.” With astonishing demagoguery, Christie whines everyone having the same salary is “antithetical to the country’s abiding belief” that rewards hard work and merit. “You want income equality?,” he bellows, “That is mediocrity. Everybody can have an equal, mediocre salary.” Say what?
Governor, no one breathing today endorses your fabricated phantom of “income equality.” LOL. Thus, Christie goes from jaw-dropping Dubya admirer to Dubya-clone, embracing a rightwing alternative universe where oligarchic blinders crush reality. I expected Christie to lay low, but if his strategy for changing the subject is spewing out nonsense, this GOP primary pitch will offend his core target: moderates and independents. Apparently, Ted Cruz is not the only attention-desperate demagogue on the right who doesn’t know when to shut up and sit tight.
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