Daschle, Gregg, And Counting

I told a friend last week that nobody but wonks and junkies would remember Tom Daschle in a week. I believe even fewer will remember this guy from some obscure state they call New Hampshire.
I'm all for fall leaves, etc., but really, who the hell cares who the SecComm(erce) is but Bill Richardson?
Anyway, TPM is falling on the side of orchestrated chaos. Who knows? And, really, who cares except the Beltway Village and anyone still looking for a Saviour?
Trouble is, just because nobody cares, doesn't mean nobody cares.
In honor of this event, I have created a new category that I hope will soon become the most popular search term. Feh (spits).

Oops, this was supposed to be part of the above.
Make it so, Lieutenant.

This much is now clear. Their clear and open intent is to do all they can, however they can, to sabotage the new administration (and the economy to boot). They want failure. Even now. Even after the last eight years. Even in a recession as steeply dangerous as this one. There are legitimate debates to be had; and then there is the cynicism and surrealism of total political war. We now should have even less doubt about what kind of people they are. And the mountain of partisan vitriol Obama will have to climb every day of the next four or eight years.