Two oxymorons in two days. My intuition, as well as my cable internet, must’ve been impacted by one of the many storms we’ve entertained of late. While I was reading this post over at Raising Kaine, and it’s subsequent comments, I envisioned the author of the post, Lowell, to be a lot like my dad. Maybe it was because I thought only my dad could combine communism and underage drinking, stir it for a couple of minutes with his sarcasm swizzle stick and try to serve what he thought was a lucid conclusion. The guy HAD to be about my father’s age, seventy-five, I thought. Maybe, like dad, his “cheese was beginning to slip off his cracker” a little… Lowell IS a Democrat, maybe he’s just so old and senile that he still thinks Virginia Democrats are conservative! That had to be it. Someone needed to tell the old coot that Governor Mills Godwin became a Republican AND that he was no longer residing in the Governor’s Mansion.

Lowell is Lowell Feld. I learned this while reading Conaway’s interview with him at Bacon’s Rebellion, just before the sixteen inch descent from my captain’s chair onto the floor. Lowell Feld was born in 1962! He’s only four years older than Badrose! That’s not old enough to have these Draconian opinions regarding underage drinking - or anything else. Obviously he posted about Jacqui Newman to embarrass her and because she’s a woman. A Republican woman. That’s tacky, Lowell. Especially from a self-appointed spokesperson for the “normal people.”

If you’ve read Lowell Feld’s post already, you probably noticed that he refers to our Attorney General as “Taliban Bob.” Regardless of his intent or how long he’s been doing it, it’s tacky, too. When you consider the inhumane, brutal treatment that women have endured at the hands of the Taliban, it’s much more than tacky, it’s offensive.

Over at TooConservative, the debate rages on over whether Bob McDonnell should be called, Taliban Bob, Sodomy Bob or Crimes Against Nature Bob. Here’s an idea, boys…. How ‘bout Attorney General McDonnell? Or just Bob? Let’s leave the name calling in the sand box where it belongs. I don’t care who started it, either.

All of this reminds me why I turned off to politics for ten years in the first place. I hope the tacky, testosterone-powered one-ups-manship doesn’t cause Jacqui to turn off, too. She is a rising, shining star in a dark vortex of mean-spiritedness and we could all benefit from her light, if she’s allowed to continue her ascent. Republicans would be foolish to distance themselves from her for having a social (online anyway) life outside of politics. I hope they see this as an opportunity to strengthen and stretch a rapidly growing bridge to the people of Jacqui’s generation. They have myspace pages, and they vote.

I guess that’s why I’ve decided to get back in. I still have hope.