There were of course many possible explanations for Republican South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford’s affair with an Argentinian beauty. There is of course love, lust, or simply a mid-life crisis. However, it took Rush Limbaugh to isolate the true reason: President Obama. Limbaugh was heard yesterday explaining that Obama’s economic policies pushed poor Sanford into the arms of this mistress.
LIMBAUGH: This Sanford business! I’ll tell you, one of the first thoughts that crossed my mind, with Mark Sanford … this is the first thought: What he did defies logic. This is … more than being 180 degrees out of phase because of lust, or love. To split the scene for five days, and we know he’s been separated, and he knows, by the way, that the newspaper in his state has the emails between him and his concubine down there in Argentina, he knows this. He knows that somebody knows what’s going on. He knows his wife knows. So he ups and leaves for five days, doesn’t leave anybody in charge of the state, in case there’s an emergency.
Here comes the swing . . .
LIMBAUGH: This is almost like: I don’t give a damn! Country’s going to hell in a handbasket. I just want out of here!
LIMBAUGH: He had just tried to fight the stimulus money coming to South Carolina. He didn’t want any part of it. He lost the battle and said “What the hell? The Federal government is taking over! I want to enjoy life!”
Apparently, Republican marriages are undone by macro economic policy and the stimulus money. Indeed, his email about the “tan lines” of his mistress is simply code for runaway deficit funding:
“You have a particular grace and calm that I adore. You have a level of sophistication that so fitting with your beauty. I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night’s light – but hey, that would be going into sexual details … “
For Sanford’s email messages, click here.
The problem of over-stimulation under the Obama Administration remains a danger to all Republican governors. Fortunately, Dr. Russ Limbaugh is here to keep their marriages and budgets in line with monogamous free market values
For those interested in picking up an over-stimulated Republican Governor, the usual pick-up lines for economists are usually successful. Here are a few of the most successful at GOP parties and strip joints:
1. Do you work for the Fed, cause your raising my reserves.
2. My fiscal policy is all about contributing to your private sector.
3. You have a boyfriend? That’s ok. The wife and I are into credit-swapping.
4. Are you a Keynesian? Because you sure make my monetary policy inflate.
5. Pareto dominate me, baby!
For a tape and discussion of Limbaugh’s foray into marital conflict and macro-economic theory, click here.
FFLEO,
“Mr. Sanford is devoid of decent character and self-shame.”
Yeah, but I kinda like the way his soon to be ex-wife has been handling things. She could care less he’s screwed up his job as governor. She’s even forgiven him for failing as a husband (and she seemed genuine about it too). She’s mad at him for screwing up his job as father and making her job as a parent just that much harder as she considers parenting the most important job either of the them have. Stand up gal.
He should retire now. He’ll be hard pressed to hang around after doing wrong by both her and his constituents.
For a brief quote about King David & Bathsheba from Ms. Sanford’s interview. Using the Bible to justify his affair and then to remain in office.
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About an hour after Jenny Sanford talked of her pain and feelings of betrayal, her husband brushed aside any suggestion he might immediately resign, citing the Bible and the story of King David _ who continued to lead after sleeping with another man’s wife, Bathsheba, having the husband slain, then marrying the widow.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/06/26/jenny-sanford-how-i-found_n_221785.html
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Mr. Sanford is devoid of decent character and self-shame.
yesterday
Rush said that Sanford was the republican party’s future Jack Kennedy.
Half the folks in S. Carolina want Sanford to step down.
Sanford asked his wife to grant her permission for his continuation of the affair once it was discovered.
Sanford compared himself to King David.
“yesterday. love was such an easy game to play.”
“But, my memory is gone too, without any of those excesses…life aint fair.”
FFLEO,
Thanks for sharing. As someone who believes in taking/being
responsible for oneself, I had come to accept that the memory loss was payback for the excess and for which I then felt angry with myself for not being smart enough to moderate. The interesting thing about religion and guilt is how even in someone liberated from it, the old ideas still permeate.
By the way I’ve been to some cowboy bars out west, back then and you all seemed to be having a ton of fun, though admittedly on Bud, or Coors, rather than the other stuff, whose use I dabbled in. Contrary to the movies or TV, no one ever acted hostile to me because of my hair, beard or clothing. I’m talking the Dakota’s, Wyoming, Montana Colorado, Arizona, New Mexico and even Utah. Never went to Texas or Oklahoma, the movie “Easy Rider” left me paranoid about those venues. The only cautionary tale from back then was that the woman with me at the time ordered frogs legs in a restaurant in Billings. Not a good idea.
GWLSM,
We probably never met, being from different coasts. I did spend chunks of time in California in ’73 and ’75, but was with a woman and so didn’t meet any on my own. However, we might have passed, like ships in the night in Seattle, San Francisco, L.A., or perhaps on that nude beach in the Big Sur? I’ve been a Deadhead since ’70 when I went to their concert in a minor league baseball park in New Jersey. All four of us took organic mescaline and I can still recall, through the haze of lost memory, that the mesc “came on” as I was walking down the aisle towards the infield, as they played “Sugar Magnolia.”
lottakatz,
Went to many a concert, but except for brief snatches like the above, while I know I was there, can’t remember the details. Can you really call it a concert attendance, when you don’t remember the music played? My clearest concert memory is of The Band playing “The Shape I’m In” as the opening act for Dylan at MSG.
I too was not of a collectivist mindset and the whole communal idea left me cold. Was constantly employed all through that time at a job that allowed me freedom, huge vacation time and had no dress code. My fellow workers were mostly of the same ages and mindsets. In fact, truth be told while I was in many demonstrations, picket lines and concert scenes, I’ve never personally felt comfortable in large crowds. Their potential unpredictability raises my alert levels.
To All,
Please forgive the romantic musings of an old fella, straight now through almost three decades of marriage and child rearing, who fondly sort of remembers his sort of “outlaw” life back in the day. It was great, but having and raising two children and now with two grandchildren, those three decades have been the best of my life. Sometimes wryly and ironically, I think of myself as Candide, living in the best of all possible worlds. Truly though, its the effort of trying to live in the moment and never looking back except to enjoy the nostalgia of years gone by, never to be re-lived
and/or experienced.
GWLSM: “Et tu, lottakatz, a flower child?”
Yes, a hippie, not counter culture. I wasn’t into a collectivist mindset. Everything after the first 4 concerts is kind of a blur; Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, Ravi Shankar and Cream. I recall high points in concert-going (I did forget Dylan, though the better half reminded me about him around 10 years later.) and a lot of fierce political debate, a couple of demonstrations, some interesting people etc. I actually had a pretty good job then (industrial craft-work) with no dress code but the evenings and weekends were free. It was cool. Folks at work thought I was strange, though a good worker, REALLY focused/zoned in on my tasks. 🙂
Lily Tomlin’s album/CD “Appearing Nightly” has a ridiculously funny cut called, “Glenna, Child of the 60s”. Here a tiny smidgeon of her. I hope this link works.
http://www.lilytomlin.com/video/Lily/spray_paint_60s_coitusinte/spray_paint_60s_coitus.html
Leo writes: GWLSM,
Although I was in college in ’67, I do not remember Ms. Slick but I do remember Ms. Astrid Gilberto (after just looking up her bio). White Rabbit!! You were a psychedelic/acid rock hippie chick? (Not meant disparagingly, that, as you know was the term for “that” genre of music).
I was a country western guy in ‘them’ days and if a song didn’t play in a honky tonk/pool hall or a rodeo arena, or contemporary music/soft rock, I likely did not hear it or quickly tuned it out.
Had you known Mike Spindell in those flower child days you and he might have been “Dear, dear friends” just like Guv Stanford and his Argentinean paramour.
Et tu, lottakatz, a flower child?
me: I saw the Jefferson Airplane when I was a freshman in high school — the first time — and we all had tickets to go to Monterey until our parents found out that we were going to this rock concert. And yes, I was a very psychedelic hippie chick and a dead head and was also into country music because I rode horses and the cowboys were all C & W fans and I liked hanging out in the cowboy bars with them I got more immersed in country when garth brooks became famous ( I still love his cover of Billy Joel’s “Shameless”) and at the time it was the most authentic music being written. There were things that were really incompatible with one world and the other but I managed to make it work.
I might have known Mike S. You never know. I knew lots of guys and enjoyed them all, But never in the way Gov Sanford knows women. I was much more honest about who I was with, even if only lasted for an hour or two.
IS,
Garfunkle
Gyges:
what do you use as a fulcrum?
FFLEO,
Paul Simon is my favorite guest.
“I love it, but then again I know 50 ways to Love your Lever”
I find that the average person with Limbaughs “rap sheet” couldn’t even get a job today at MacDonalds,but people listen to this guy.
Hannity puts me in the mind of, if you ever saw him on the street and walked up to him and said BOO!! he would expel fluids on him self.LOL!!
FFLEO:
“But, my memory is gone too, without any of those excesses…life aint fair.”
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After the stroke, 40 years later:
“Did we ever see Dylan?”
“Sure.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“How do YOU know?”
“‘Cause I forgot and you told me we did.”
“When?”
“Sometime in the 70’s. But we saw him when he was cool.”
“WoW.”
🙂
Buddha,
I never saw the Muppet Show on TV because of college, the Army, and work in the field–and no TV for much of my life after high school. However, I have really enjoyed the Muppet YouTube videos and there are 2 more real classics with Linda Ronstadt, and one with Kenny Rodgers (The Gambler).
GWLSM,
Although I was in college in ’67, I do not remember Ms. Slick but I do remember Ms. Astrid Gilberto (after just looking up her bio). White Rabbit!! You were a psychedelic/acid rock hippie chick? (Not meant disparagingly, that, as you know was the term for “that” genre of music).
I was a country western guy in ‘them’ days and if a song didn’t play in a honky tonk/pool hall or a rodeo arena, or contemporary music/soft rock, I likely did not hear it or quickly tuned it out.
Had you known Mike Spindell in those flower child days you and he might have been “Dear, dear friends” just like Guv Stanford and his Argentinean paramour.
Et tu, lottakatz, a flower child?
“I did always want to see Dylan though.”
“We did.”
“We did?”
“Uh-Huh.”
“Dylan?”
“Yep.”
“Was it when he was cool?”
“Yep.”
“WoW.”
🙂
Leo writes: From your last comments, ol’ Animal, the Muppet—and at least a few male regulars here—might say that “your just my kind of woman”. The sexy Rita Moreno singing Peggy Lee’s ‘Fever’ with Animal—that rascal—accompanying on the drums, while ending up as ‘Moreno’s’ symbol/cymbal.
wow. “fever” huh? not “that’s all there is” ?
I’ve never really connected with either Rita Moreno or Peggy Lee. I always saw myself as more the Grace Slick kinda gal…. you know, “White Rabbit” was the song that scared every middle class parent to death in 1967. I’d have liked to have been that singer. Or Joan Baez. or Astrid Gilberto.
still. I am grateful to be thought of in any muse-like way and I particularly like the Muppet connection. I always had a thing for Animal.
so. wow. still.
FFLEO,
rofl
Thanks! I have a lot of memories associated with Animal. As a teenager, it was a persistent nickname for me among one circle of friends. Many people assumed it was a nefarious nickname until the learned it was “as in The Muppets”.
GWLSM,
From your last comments, ol’ Animal, the Muppet—and at least a few male regulars here—might say that “your just my kind of woman”. The sexy Rita Moreno singing Peggy Lee’s ‘Fever’ with Animal—that rascal—accompanying on the drums, while ending up as ‘Moreno’s’ symbol/cymbal.
Mike S writes: I have read about the 60’s, man it must have been a riot.”
IS,
I think I had a blast but with all the sex, drugs and rock n’roll, my memory isn’t that good. Also for me it had the deaths of my parents, JFK, RFK and MLK, and a terrible, purposeless war pursued by people who thought they understood realpolitik. Sort of like America today before President Obama, without the sex, drugs and rock n’roll.
I remember it all and it was fabulous. If I could be 20 again and do it all over the exact same way I would.
Buddha writes: “It’s a fool that looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.” – Ulysses Everett McGill
me: Well Sanford did “r-u-n-n o-f-t”
still if Rush is going to blame someone for Sanford’s behavior shouldn’t the blame to put where it really belongs? squarely on the back of gay marriage? I mean, the accusation that gay marriage threatens the institution of straight christian family values holier-than-thou marriage appears to be coming true. Every time you turn around some member of the “There But for the Grace of God Go I” wing of the republican party sings some aria about the evils of gay marriage another one of their members falls into a shame spiral that just gives me a huge case of the giggles.
While Sanford was doing the Tango with Miss Tan Lies he sang an aria just like that. with a straight face. an academy award winning straight face.
Lee,
I did not intend to upset you; I assumed that you would recognize–if not acknowledge–the irony of your comment. Most regulars would have returned and issued a Whoops! or a mea culpa.
I tire of people complaining about spelling. Some very intelligent people here misspell words, occasionally, and sometimes people will ding the misspelled word because they are not logical enough to rebut the person’s logic head-on.
You simply made a very similar mistake to that which you were mildly complaining and in the very first phrases of your sentence; therefore, I was mildly complaining about your mildly complaining about…
My comment, meant in a sense of humor, as Buddha alluded to, was a bit wry in my reply.