There is a scene in the movie O Brother Where Art Thou in which the main characters pick up a hitchhiker at a dusty Mississippi crossroads. They ask him what he is doing “out in the middle of no where” and he tells them that he met the devil there and sold his soul in return for “being able to play this here guitar.”
One of the characters asks in shock, “You sold your elverlastin’ soul for that?!”
The hitchhiker answers, “Well, I warn’t usin it…”
The scene came to mind this morning along with the news that the Democrats had lost their “60 seat filibuster proof majority.”
Maybe I should, as a Democrat, feel sad about this but I don’t.
Coakley’s loss doesn’t matter because:
1) There never really was a “filibuster proof majority” in the first place. Conservative Dems, (Baucus, Conrad, Landreau, Lincoln, I’m looking at you.) and Joe, turncoat, Lieberman are not really part of the Democratic Party. In fact, they fulfill the old center right role that was played by the Republican Party before it lost its mind.
2) Nothing has come forward as a policy agenda that I, as a Progressive, can get excited about. The current health bill is, “better than nothing” but should not be confused with real reform. Even worse, the sense I get from the Democratic leadership in Washington is that bipartisanship means more to them than progress.
So, the Democrats are now powerless to stop the mighty Republican filibuster, there is nothing that can be done, we are very sorry, too bad, maybe next time, if they let us, we will propose something the Republican Party finds attractive and useful.