Have I Ever Mentioned That I Hate Denny Hastert?

I think I may have, once or twice. Having been an Illinoisan for a decade, I’m well familiar with his despicable antics and his habit of parading his ugly mug out to say outrageously asinine and insensitive things in the midst of crises, but I never quite get used to it. Here’s yet another example of why that fat pot of shit is at the top of my list of loathsome politicos.

House Speaker Dennis Hastert, asked about rebuilding New Orleans, volunteered: "It doesn't make sense to me." He elaborated: "I think federal insurance and everything that goes along with it ... we ought to take a second look at that." Thus Hastert upheld rugged individualism over a modern federal union. Just a month earlier, as it happened, Hastert had put out a press release crowing about his ability to win federal disaster relief for drought-stricken farmers in his Illinois district. While he was too preoccupied attending a campaign fundraiser for a Republican colleague to travel to Washington to vote for the $10.5 billion emergency appropriation to deal with Katrina's aftereffects, he did finally return to the capital to push for even more drought aid from the Department of Agriculture. Hastert's philosophy is not undermined by his stupendous hypocrisy, for hypocrisy is at the center of the Republican idea. Hastert simply has the shamelessness of his convictions.

Ugh. What a puke-inducer. He’s so manifestly revolting, it’s hard to believe that the Land of Lincoln could produce this tyrannosaurus of turpitude.