The American Spectator

What’s your pleasure today? Foreign or domestic? Northwestern or northeastern? Midwestern or Southern? Northern Iraq or southern New Jersey?

We didn’t think it would happen so soon, that Florida would recede into the nostalgic past. But when it’s Democrats your dealing with, everything is possible. Which is not to say we’re not tremendously dismayed by the Third World thuggery that has replaced rule of law in lovely Trenton, N.J. True, we knew Robert Torricelli needed to be removed in favor of less desperately corrupt. But did his successor have to be a retiree who, as his name suggests, can only claim that he is not a lout? Particularly since New Jersey already had a well-tested public official in the wings previously appointed by Gov. McGreevey to a prestigious post. Unlike the tight-lipped Lautenberg, this public figure knows how to proclaim from the rooftops, is battle-tested, and has never avoided from the most controversial public issues of our day. What’s more, he doesn’t allow himself to be bullied, and doesn’t even require phone calls from Bill Clinton to buck him up. So, Gov. McGreevey and all you Jersey mafiasullis, why didn’t you choose Amiri Baraka to be your new senator?

Before there was rap, Baraka put the hip in hop. Besides, his now immortal screed, “Somebody Blew Up America,” is the most faithful reflection of Democratic thinking ever put to rhetorical music. Here are some stanzas, selected and composed at random (and living proof that Al Gore isn’t the only Demo who tells it like it is):

p> em>Somebody Blew Up America br> They say it’s some terrorist, br> some barbaric br> A Rab, br> in Afghanistan br> It wasn’t our American terrorists br> It wasn’t the Klan or the Skin heads br> Or the them that blows up nigger br> Churches, or reincarnates us on Death Row br> It wasn’t Trent Lott br> Or David Duke or Giuliani