
And your posterity …
There’s an old saw in American politics, and it goes like this:
Indiana poet James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) may have coined the phrase when he wrote “when I see a bird that walks like a duck and swims like a duck and quacks like a duck, I call that bird a duck.”
This is an open letter to Mr. Boehner and Mr. McConnell, and I would say this: the villains of History never know that they are villains. They manage to rationalize to themselves that their monstrousness is done for the best and noblest of reasons. And that’s probably what you did. But you are about to join the august ranks of the rank, and I thought I’d give you a heads up.
Because you’re racists, pure and simple. Continue reading



























