Jimmy Carter has crawled out of his cave like some self-appointed cracker Jeremiah, to proclaim that opposition to Obama's policies is "overwhelmingly" racist in motivation. All any thinking person can do is cringe in embarrassment for him. The media does not cringe, of course; to them, here finally is some news worth reporting!
Jimmah, Jimmah, Jimmah. Bitter and sanctimonious; is there any more repulsive combination than that? I admit it: I voted for him. Mea culpa. What could have I been thinking? If the polls are any guide, many who voted for Obama are beginning to ask that same question, and for the same reasons.
If Carter thinks hauling out and waving his tattered old race card will make anyone genuflect, then he's just as clueless now as when he got dumped out of office by a properly ungrateful nation. His only remaining value is as a contrary indicator. Every time Jimmah opens his mouth in public, he provides another data point for the inverse relationship between self-righteous egotism and good judgment. Every time he acts on the world stage, he damages America. It's his toxic, self-obsessed version of the Elder Statesman role.
Byron
More Mush From The Wimp (via Instapundit)
For everybody old enough to remember what life was like under Jimmy's stupefying mixture of sophomoric self-righteousness, boundless naivete and gobsmacking incompetence, shoving Mr. Peanut back under the spotlight in his bitter dotage does nothing to help Obama, who's been looking like Carter II since a few hours after his inauguration.
And for those too young to remember, Jimmah's empty slander is just another sign of the unbecoming moral vanity at the heart of the modern Left, to say nothing of its overweening intolerance for any hint of dissent. People know good and well that being opposed to socialized medicine or trillion-dollar deficits doesn't make them racist. Calling them ugly names isn't going to make them cower away in fear--it's going to make them more convinced than ever that they're in the right.
