This morning, I wondered which beltway hack would be the first to embrace McCain’s
penis mavericky credentials and give them the tongue bath they so desperately need, and little did I know that David Broder had already put a spit shine on things:
Now that John McCain has taken care of his political business in Arizona, it is time for him to return to Washington and the responsibilities he bears as a leader of the Republican Party and the nation.
I did not begrudge him the $20 million he spent to win Tuesday’s primary, or whatever amount it was. Nor was I bothered by the doctrinal compromises the senator made in order to convince Arizona voters that he was, in fact, a conservative. McCain has always been a realist, doing what is necessary to survive a North Vietnamese prison camp or a tough political trap. His 2000 embrace of George W. Bush — a man he had every reason to dislike — showed his practicality, and it made possible his own presidential nomination in 2008.
I think I’m going to vomit. I wish Broder would say something that would offend AIPAC so we could get his worthless ass fired.