You might not know it from the lack of news coverage, but this week is the annual CPAC freak show. What I find amusing about it is that in the past, CPAC was really a spectacle. It was the political equivalent of watching circus geeks bite the heads off chickens while the bearded lady swallowed swords. This is where Coulter called Edwards a faggot, they’ve had tier one wingnuts like Beck and Limbaugh speak, this is the go to convention for birthers and the WND crowd, and who can forget this freakshow:
But that was then, this is now. I’m scanning the google news headlines for anything interesting, and all I’m finding is a little gay bashing by Mitt and the crowd warming up to Santorum. That’s it. The freak show of the belly of the conservative beast has gone so mainstream that CPAC is now a yawner, because there just isn’t anything anyone can do short of shooting an abortion provider on stage that will be more horrifying than the candidates the GOP fielded this year. How do you get nuttier than Perry, Bachmann, Cain, and company? You just can’t.
A proud day for Republicans.