Today's the Day: Harry Reid, Shit or Get Off the Pot

Al Franken, fresh from his victory lap around the mouldering bones of Norm Coleman, will be sworn in at the 60th Democratic Senator of the 111th US Congress.

What this means, for those who have been living under a rock under a boulder under a crashed comet under the ocean for the last fifteen years or so is that now Harry Reid won't be able to mumble out that wishy-washy namby-pamby mommy-the-were-mean-to-me whining about the Dems not being able to pass any legislation because of the threat -- just the threat! -- of a Rethug filibuster.

Well now, Harry old boy, it's time to shit or get off the pot. Knock off that cross-the-aisle bullshit you've been sowing and start passing some fucking legislation!

Universal single-payer health care would be a great place to start, doncha think? If the Republicans don't want to play nicely, remember what Farnsworth always says: Fuck 'em! They're now as marginalized -- more marginalized -- as the Dems were for so many years.

It's not like they're even a viable party any more. Cut 'em off at the knees and let 'em crawl out of the capitol like a bunch of the crippled war vets that they've been so eager to create in the last eight years.