Joseph Curl of the Washington Times enjoyed almost as much as I did watching Jay Carney burn little pieces of his soul off last week over the stupid stuff that President Obama said about judicial review:
…sometimes, you find someone guided by voices ready to say whatever needs to be said from the White House podium. A degree from Yale doesn’t matter then, it’s wriggle out as best you can. And only in Washington can you be sure to get away with simply blaming the press.
Which is just what former “reporter” Jay Carney did this week in a shameless — and, really, quite embarrassing — display of petty partisan PR. But finally, his one-time colleagues called him out on his meandering mendacity, and it was, in a word, hilarious.
That it was, that it was. Thankfully, the American Republic does not have the same taste for blood sports that the Roman Republic did; and watching the White House Press Secretary humiliate himself i front of his former peers like this is a pale, overly-intellectual substitute. But there is something entertaining in watching a Democratic stooge repeatedly metaphorically stab himself in the belly several times in the service of a master who is simply not worth the resulting loss of dignity and reputation. I readily admit that it should not be entertaining. It says unkind things about me that I am considering Carney’s performance using the metrics of a dark, slightly twisted aesthetic. So noted.
Still funny. I wonder if anybody told Jay Carney yet that he can never go back to being a journalist, really? Probably not, and hopefully the guy knows. He’s supposed to be a smart guy; went to Yale, and everything.