Ok, I have not ridden the political steed for some time. But, by God, I have despised Rick Santorum since the first time I saw him, and as a former Pennsylvanian, I see it as my duty to do whatever I can to make him lose his senate seat in the upcoming election. Which is possible.
I saw him in person in 1993 when he was just a representative for the Mt. Lebanon area, when I worked for the now-defunct In Pittsburgh newsweekly (a weekly “alternative” paper far superior to the irksome Boston Phoenix, in my humble and biased opinion). I was working on a story on what would become of the Perot voters after the 1992 election, and Santorum was addressing a post-Perot “United We Stand America” group. All I remember was being utterly stunned that this young guy could stand up deliver a passionate rant about how the biggest threat to the Republic was pregnant Mexican women illegally crossing the border to sign up for welfare and steal healthcare. Honest, kids, I couldn’t make that up. (The second-most stunning thing being how the Perot-ites were eating it up; it sort of made the latent xenophobia and racism of Perot’s anti-NAFTA stance (remember the “giant sucking sound”?) come into sharp focus).
Anyway, I haven’t figured out what I’m going to do yet, but it is my next cause. I mean, if we can’t get a complete nutcase out of office, I’m giving up and joining the Republicans.