Aaron already announced that Sen. Harry Reid will not seek re-election at the end of this term, ostensibly because of the horrific eye injuries he sustained a few weeks ago, after falling victim to a back-snapping physical therapy resistance band, falling into a Stairmaster and banging his face on the handle (but it’s probalby more likely he’s out because he’s now in the minority and doesn’t want to fight uphill for the remainder of his career).
Let that sink in for a minute: a piece of exercise equipment may have done what Republicans never could. I mean that as nicely as possible, of course – I don’t want anyone, including Harry Reid, to have to face a devastating eye injury, especially one that robs him of his sight – but when you think about how Harry Reid’s career could have ended, and Sharron Angle comes to mind, it really brings home how ineffective the Republican ground game has really been of late.
At any rate, while this may leave an open seat, it isn’t necessarily a gain for the GOP, though it is a remarkable loss for the Senate Democrats. Reid was the primary tactician for the then-Democratic majority, and has led the charge against the Republican majority that came into power in January. It is because of Reid, not anyone else, that things like a human trafficking bill – with bipartisan support – can stall in Congress over an anti-abortion provision that has been around since the mid-1990s, that was in the bill from the beginning.
The real question is, now, though, not who will run the Democratic contingent in Congress – if they’re really unlucky, they’ll get Sen. Dick Durbin as minority leader, who, while just as much the acerbic blowhard as Harry Reid, lacks any kind of tactical sense to make him a real threat – bu who will run the Democratic contingent in Nevada. Harry Reid was, at least reportedly, apt to transact his power in DC into control at the state level like a low-rent Bugsy Seigel. It’s going to be really interesting to see if he maintains that status through retirement. After all, Harry Reid thinks he’s going out on top.
“I want to be able to go out at the top of my game,” said Mr. Reid, who used a sports metaphor about athletes who try to hang on too long. “I don’t want to be a 42-year-old trying to become a designated hitter.”
That probably happend a few years ago, but since he’s retiring, I guess I’ll give him this one.
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