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Sunday, October 16, 2011
DEAR MR. CAIN, YOU'RE THE JOKE.
The latest GOP honeyscoop, who calls himself an ice cream flavor--black walnut--has taken to walking back his embarrassing, amateur goofs by calling them "jokes."
On Sunday's Meet the Press, Cain claimed he was only joking when he proposed, if elected president, his solutions to immigration issues would be electrified fences, digging a moat at the border and filling it with alligators, and using live ammunition at the border.
Mr. Cain also walked back his promise that no bill he signed would be more than three pages. That's a joke, too, according to the pizza guy.
And we don't know yet if his admission of ignorance about what a neoconservative is was a joke as well.
Mr. Cain said America needs to get a sense of humor.
But how can we laugh when the newest GOP date to the nomination prom is a guy who wants to be president, a deadly serious job, but keeps telling us his ideas are all jokes?
Maybe Mr. Cain should drop out of the presidential race and run for Comedian in Chief.
He appears to be the most qualified of the bunch.
Capt. Fogg over at The Swash Zone explains why Herman Cain's "9-9-9" tax solution is the biggest joke of all.
Joe Klein shares his opinion of The Hermanator:
"I know what I’m about to say is impolite, but Herman Cain strikes me as something of a jerk and an ignoramus. He has made absolutely outrageous statements about Muslims, immigrants and homosexuals; he takes the most extreme position imaginable on abortion. Indeed, I have never, ever seen him acknowledge the idea that complexity exists in the world…or that an ability to weed through complex issues might be a qualification for the presidency.
No, the guy is a marketer. He had other people handle administration and finance at Godfather’s; he was all about the pies. Hence, we have his 9-9-9 plan, a truly rancid scheme to benefit the rich at the expense of the rest of the country, a scheme that would tax a gallon of milk and a loaf of bread.
Would it be too much for the Weekly Standard–a journal of strong, and occasionally intemperate, opinions–to acknowledge that this guy is a snake oil salesman? That he’s an embarrassment to the Republican Party? That his momentary strength is a four-alarm cry of Republican desperation?"