Bottom line is I'm still hyp-mo-tized by Bart Stupak's falling for the executive order sleight of hand. It just doesn't make sense. It's like he was running a marathon and then quit a hundred yards from the finish. Perhaps he really desired to vote for the bill and was playing an elaborate game of chicken with the leadership. Perhaps he intended to swerve away at the last moment from the get-go.
It just seems as if all the trouble he caused Pelosi - the months of work and vote-buying and whip counting - meant that he had already burned that bridge. I thought, wrongly, that he was already persona non grata in the party and had nothing more to lose.
Appearances are deceptive, Lord knows, but he seemed to have that monkish calm found in the outliers, in places far from the hustle/bustle of the D.C. beltway. Like, say, Northern Michigan. The sort of calm that comes from the courage of your convictions.
Still there were signs had I paid attention. One is that he's a politician, and moreover a leader among politicians. By definition, you tend to respect and like power. And if you respect and like power it's going to be really hard to adhere to principle.
But for one brief shining moment it looked like there was a leader on the Democrat side of the aisle who was more pro-life than any in the Republican party. For one brief moment I felt like Romeo or Juliet, aghast at finding love among the members of the enemy party.
His name is Stupak, and a Democrat;
The only son of your great enemy.
My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.
Oh Bart, Oh Bart, wherefore art thou Bart?
Deny thy father of lies and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn by love of the unborn,
And I'll no longer be a Republican.