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Monday, July 14, 2008

More Keillor, on the Norm Coleman career.

There was a previous Crabgrass post of Garrison Keillor's published views of Norm Coleman, Cheney's man, his mentor's apprentice, here. The following photo and extended excerpt, Salon, online here.

Minnesota's shame

Republicans don't like my criticism? Too bad. They have to answer for Norm Coleman's campaign, which exploited 9/11 in a way that was truly evil.

By Garrison Keillor

Nov 13, 2002 | The hoots and cackles of Republicans reacting to my screed against Norman Coleman, the ex-radical, former Democratic, now compassionate conservative senator-elect from Minnesota, was all to be expected, given the state of the Republican Party today. Its entire ideology, top to bottom, is We-are-not-Democrats, We-are-the-unClinton, and if it can elect an empty suit like Coleman, on a campaign as cheap and cynical and unpatriotic as what he waged right up to the moment Paul Wellstone's plane hit the ground, then Republicans are perfectly content. They are Republicans first and Americans second.

Thus the use of Iraq as an election ploy, openly, brazenly, from the president and Karl Rove all the way down to Norman Coleman, who came within an inch of accusing Wellstone of being an agent of al-Qaida. To do that one day and then, two days later, to feign grief and claim the dead Wellstone's mantle and carry on his "passion and commitment" is simply too much for a decent person to stomach. To accept it and grin and shake the son of a bitch's hand is to ignore what cannot be ignored if you want your grandchildren to grow up in a country like the one that nurtured and inspired you.

I'm ashamed of Minnesota for electing this cheap fraud, and I'm ashamed of myself for sitting on my hands, tending to my hoop-stitching, confident that Wellstone would win and that Coleman would wind up with an undersecretaryship in the Commerce Department. Instead, he will sit in the highest council in the land, and move in powerful circles, and enjoy the perks of his office, which includes all the sycophancy and bootlicking a person could ever hope for.

Ordinarily, there should be a period of good feeling after an election, of relief, or relaxation, when we join hands and become one people again, but Norman Coleman doesn't deserve any Democrat's hand. We had come together as one people already -- the precious gift of 9/11 -- and he used that as a campaign ploy against us, suggesting that Democrats are unpatriotic, and he is not to be forgiven for it. I personally don't believe he had anything to do with the crash of Paul's plane. Plenty of people suspect he did. I don't.

Paul Wellstone identified passionately with people at the bottom, people in trouble, people in the rough. He was an old-fashioned Democrat who felt more at home with the rank and file than with the rich and famous. (Bill Clinton, examine your conscience.) He loved stories and of course people on the edge tend to have better stories than the rich, whose stories are mostly about décor and amenities.

Paul walked the walk. He was a wonder. Everyone who ever met him knew that he lived a whole life and that he and Sheila were crazy about each other. To be in love with one person for 38 years is nothing you can fake: Even the casual passerby can see it.


And, Norman Coleman, when you use Iraq, and denounce Wellstone over Iraq, you should have to face Iraq six sorry years later.

You do not walk away for a remake. You do not redefine it out of your repitoire. You climbed that Bush-Cheney-Big Oil cross so vocally, with such fervor, will and exploitation, now hang on it.

You were the President's man. You still are the Cheney apprentice if you willingly raised your hand when the apprenticeship was offered. Goes around, comes around, in the Coleman world means as it goes you go with that flow. As it comes you adapt.

If that brand sells again in Minnesota the shame will not be Coleman's alone. It will be shared with every ballot-writer signing onto the neoNorm, whoever it will be presented as, over the next few months.

Al, please be very careful about not flying to Eveleth out of that airport in Blaine. And please, please, mock the daylights out of whatever neoNorm it is that emerges from the lair, this go-round. Set things straight. Let him walk K-Street in his fashion of next year's neoNorm. Private citizen makeover. Out of office. On the make.