The week of February 3, 2020, will go down as the Democrats’ worst ever.
It began innocuously enough at the Iowa Caucus. No one but the mainstream press was too excited about a small state that the Democrats lost to Donald Trump in 2016. Sure, it would be interesting to see how the Biden-Buttigieg-Sanders-Warren quadrangle of goofiness would fare. Most voters when appraising those candidates probably were asking, “Is that all there is?”
So, the night of the Caucus, Democrat voters turned out to go through a quaint exercise that more resembled a party game than an electoral process. As the process unfolded and coins were flipped to break ties, Caucus officials tried to report results to Democrat headquarters. The app they used to tally and report the results crashed.
Then they tried recording the results on paper, and phoning in the results. They got the old, “Your call is important to us. Please stay on the line while we ignore it, because the Democrat candidates are really, really pressing us.”
The candidates couldn’t wait. They headed for New Hampshire in their private jets. Their takeaway was that Mayor Pete Buttigieg won the most delegates and the establishment favorite, Joe Biden, fell on his sword. In the meantime, Crazy Bernie Sanders’ cult followers were livid over some vote sharing tactics that denied their candidate the outright victory. He did get 6,000 more votes than Buttigieg, yet he still ended up with less delegates. That’s math only a Democrat can explain.
Fast forward to Tuesday and probably the most dynamic and stunning State of the Union performance by any President ever. As Nancy Pelosi put on her demented Cruella De Vil act, grimaced, fidgeted, and mumbled in the background, President Trump rubbed her nose in his accomplishments.
In the meantime, Nancy’s minions sat in sullen, zombie-like silence. Even as President Trump awarded an educational scholarship to a young girl, reunited a returned Army warrior with his family, and introduced some true American heroes, Democrats folded their arms, shook their heads and smirked.
The Democrats’ pathetic showing was capped off when Nancy Pelosi tore up her official copy of the President’s speech. It was, even by low Democrat standards, disrespectful and appalling. It removed any doubt that Democrats are in the depths of denial and dementia.
The next day, in a vote that was never in doubt from the time the Democrats uttered the word impeachment, the Senate acquitted President Trump of the unproven and specious charges.
The main surprise was one “half vote” by Republican Mitt Romney (RINO-Utah), who voted to convict on the first article. Especially puzzling was that Mitt was a Republican holdout for bringing in more witnesses and evidence. His reasoning was that he needed more so that he could make a fair judgment.
So, the question was this: Mitt, your colleagues voted that issue down, and there were no more witnesses. So, how could you turn around and vote for an impeachment, which by your reasoning wasn’t supported by sufficient evidence to begin with?
The nightmare for the Democrats ended when President Trump held up a Washington Post front page banner headline that read “TRUMP ACQUITTED.”
Of course, the Democrats knew that they couldn’t convict President Trump. Their goal was to tarnish his reputation and ruin his chances for reelection. They accomplished the opposite. The president’s approval rating last week ticked up to its highest level ever: 49%.
In Hockey it’s called a “goals on.” That’s when a team mistakenly puts the puck into their own goal. So far, the Democrats have done that twice.
It has been a bad week. Have the Democrats learned anything? Probably not.