The Tea Party has been likened to herding cats, and I think that’s a good (if sometimes exhausting) thing.
M. Simon sent me a link to a local writeup of what is being called a Tea Party takeover of the GOP here in the Ann Arbor area. The piece also refers to an Idaho “coalition of tea party members, Ron Paul disciples and old-guard conservatives” — exactly the sort of coalition which has arisen here.
What is local is also national news.
Party bosses are pissed. The cats are rising.
It is not perfect. The cats have disagreements, and there is no herding them.
Yet there is a bottom line which frightens the hell out of those in power.
It is true that cats can’t be herded. But when they do find areas of agreement, the result is not a herd, but a pack.
Unlike dogs (which I frankly prefer to cats, but hell, there’s a limit to my anthropomorphism), cats aren’t especially known for being pack animals.
And so, when they do agree, look out. I just got back from a couple of days in Lansing, where I was one of the Tea Party affiliated Convention Delegates at the Republican State Convention mentioned in the Post.
I am exhausted (in fact, I was so busy that I forgot to wish Glenn Reynolds a Happy Birthday), so please forgive the lack of intricate detail in this post.
I spent my time with people who are to the left of me on some issues, people to the right of me on some issues, and some people I disagree with vehemently. (The cowardly, opportunistic cheap shots at the expense of transsexuals typified here really piss me off, OK?) The Detroit News fairly describes the Convention as “rowdy,” which is fair.
Cats. With a common goal. (Well, sometimes more somewhat common than common.)
I think it’s good that they can’t be herded.
Where is it written that they should be?