Getting It Done

Yo, diary! Had my best game of the year tonight, because I was all fired up, for the first time in a while. Why? I finally figured out who the Dems need to primary next November.

Reid? Nah. He's a pantywaist, but the optics of that aren't worth it. Dodd's a big-business bitch, but he's got some behind-the-scenes flex that progressives shouldn't just throw away. Specter? I do hate me some Specter, but that dude has cut left hard since turning, and he seems like a solid vote on cap-and-trade... he's definitely solid on EFCA. And while the mention of Blanche Lincoln's name makes my blood boil, the sad truth is, she's as good as we're gonna do in Arkansas right now.

No. We're throwing a curveball. We're throwing this thing wide open.

We're gonna primary Evan Bayh (D - Wellpoint).

I can hear the screams now. "He's our Midwest golden boy!" "Indiana will turn red again if you rock the boat!" "Birch's kid?! Bayh is Hoosier royalty!" Yes, yes and yes... that's exactly the point. If we take out the crown prince of the centrists, people will know that progressives mean business. I mean, the filibuster rules are gonna get a tweak no matter what, given the way the Rethugs are gumming up the works... we need to forget about 60 votes. Let's get 50 votes we can count on, who aren't gonna fuck us with this HCR-sabotaging estate-tax-lowering prettyboy bullshit. If the Dems are gonna mean anything in this world, they need to draw a line in the sand. And that line should run right through Evan Bayh's sneering little head.

Tomorrow morning, I'm gonna get Hamsher on the horn and send out the word. Some Lakers tix ought to do the trick... my boy Jordan Farmarr can hook that up (hardcore progressive, BTW -- great guy). If we can sell Sirota on it, this thing could have real legs. I'm gonna go look up state senators, see if there's a diamond in the rough. I haven't been this psyched in forever!