Grow one Charlie!
Since leaving the Republican Party Charlie Crist has become a shadow walking around supporting a body. He has his die hard loyalists, but they are few. While Crist plays the game of politics the world waits and watches knowing it’s merely a game and a matter of political survival. It’s sort of like rubber necking at an auto accident; everyone slows down to check out the damage and to see if there are any survivors. Now that I thinking this through, maybe Charlie should be handing out his resume to the Hollywood crowd for a gig on a reality TV show. After all, what better place to go when you don’t have a chance in Hell. Heck, Obama’s home town thug Governor Rod Blagojevich’s wife Patti did well on the Survivor TV show. Personally, I believe Patti would kick Charlie’s a**.
I’d really rather pick on Senator Bill Nelson, but Charlie is making this a no-brainer. He’s like one of those targets at the State Fair—every time you hit it, it swings back around like nothing happened. If you think about it, it makes sense; he’s the shadow, not the body. You can tag the body all day long and the shadow has no clue. He is clearly not a man of substance. I wish he would stand up so we can take the figurative “shot” at him. My former poster boy for term limits, Bill Nelson, is another shadow walking around propping up a body. I’d like to write more often about Nelson, but lately he has been background noise—mildly irritating, but quickly gets lost amongst the substantive voices. To keep with the State Fair analogy, Nelson would be one of the moles in the Whac-A-Mole game. He pops his head up briefly, but before you get a hit in, he ducks back into his hole. I digress.
Although I strongly disagree with Obama, at least he has long held convictions. He grew up with and has become jaded by years of Chicago thug politics. He has never known or seen conservative values. He walks in the dark on the dark side of politics—leaving no shadow. Almost the opposite of Charlie who grew up in the less politically skewed state of Florida. Maybe Obama can help Charlie grow a spine. I think Charlie would quickly morph into that role. It’s only fitting Crist should take the walk. Scoot over Mr. President; you have a new friend in Charlie.
About the only advice one could give Charlie as he heads for the dark side is to pick up on Obama’s clichéd line just before he’s about to tell a lie—“Let me be perfectly clear”.
