HOT PINK LEISURE SUITS
Just look at [the Democratic] presidential candidates: it’s like they’re lost in a time warp. [. . .]
While everyone else got the memo that big-government, blame-America-first liberalism died with disco, the Howard Dean Democrats still want to party like it’s 1979!
Maybe we should thank the Democrats for shedding their moderate clothing to reveal their true Swinging-Seventies selves.
But frankly, America doesn’t need a president in a hot-pink leisure suit.
To which Brett retorts,
You think that’s funny, Mr. Delay? Keep it up, then. And as some folks in your base smirk over such not-so-subtle invocations of anti-gay animus, the rest of the country will turn away from you in shame.
I dunno. I think it’s mildly funny.
And, really, I don’t think Delay was implying that any of the candidates are homosexual any more than Pete Stark meant that Scott McInnis was gay. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) And it’s not as if Democrats are above a bit of gay-baiting.
And, I must admit, I don’t think we need a president in a hot pink leisure suit.