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Edited on Sun Aug-14-11 11:25 AM by The Velveteen Ocelot
He got voted off the island by a small collection of Iowa wingnuts who anted up $30 to do it. I could almost feel sorry for him (but, of course, I don't) because he has just oozed ambition from every pore for years. Way back in the '90s when he was in the Minnesota legislature he started hankering for bigger things, but his own party kept kicking him off the team. When he first wanted to run for Governor the party told him no, we want some other guy. Then he wanted to run for the U.S. Senate, but Dick Cheney's office told him no, we want Norm "The Weasel" Coleman.
Finally he got his chance to be Governor (never actually winning a majority of the votes due to third-party candidates), and he was a great success at turning Minnesota into a cold Alabama. But he was still ambitious; he spent the better part of a year living in John McCain's pants, hoping for that coveted running-mate position. And for awhile it looked like he'd get it. But at the last minute McCain, wanting to add some pizzazz to the ticket (something Timmy sorely lacks), chose She Who Must Not Be Named.
Poor Timmy.
But, undeterred, he decided that next time around he'd shoot for the Big One. He announced back in 2009 that he wouldn't run for Governor again (apparently hoping a GOP successor would complete the job of turning Minnesota into a third-world garbage dump, a goal that our newly elected Democratic governor has managed to thwart), and threw himself full-time into his presidential campaign.
Which just crashed and burned.
Heh.
Sucks to be you, Timmy. What are you going to do now that your party pantsed you and stuffed you in your locker once again?
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