So there’s another gubernatorial debate tonight here in Florida. Jake Tapper is the moderator, god help us. I know some of y’all like Tapper. I think he’s a supercilious prick and yet another tiresome songster in Brother David Broder’s Both Sides Do It Tabernacle Choir.
I first noticed these traits in Tapper when he supposedly busted then-Senator Obama for smoking after Obama said he had quit:
As any close friend or family member can attest, I have an unusually keen sense of smell and immediately I smelled cigarette smoke on Obama. Frankly, he reeked of cigarettes…
It’s not a big deal in the scheme of things — the war on Iraq, a major economic crisis — indeed, it’s miniscule. Hardly worth mentioning.
Except that I don’t like feeling that I wasn’t being dealt with honestly. And as much as citizens who are suspect of the media might scoff at such a notion, many of us consider ourselves to be your representatives to help make sure our leaders are telling us the truth, and leading the country down a path we as a nation are confident is the right one. (Corny, I know.)
No, “corny” isn’t the right word. In the context of the then-ending Bush era and unfolding global catastrophes, making an issue of a candidate sneaking a butt fell somewhere between “self-righteous nanny” and “psychopath.”
So you could say I don’t have high hopes for tonight’s debate. I expect Tapper to focus on stupid shit like fans and flip-flopping rather than delving into the heavy-duty corruption and other shenanigans we’ve endured in Florida since 2010. But maybe he’ll surprise me.