I love this. From Greg Sargent:
On MSNBC this morning, top Obama adviser David Plouffe made a similar claim, pointing out that the Boehner plan would ensure that “this whole debt ceiling spectacle” will be “repeated again a few months from now over the holidays.”
“The debt ceiling debate would ruin Christmas,” Plouffe said. He was apparently ad-libbing the line, but now it’s found its way into the White House’s official talking points.
The Plum Line, WaPo, Greg Sargent: New White House talking point: House GOP plan will ruin your Christmas
Sargent provides the WH talking points:
Here are the key bits from the talking points, which were sent over by a source:
* Today, the House will vote on Speaker Boehner’s proposal, but that vote does nothing to move the country closer to a solution.
* To be clear: This bill is dead on arrival in the Senate and there is zero chance this makes it to the President’s desk...
* Rather than compromising for the sake of the country, the House GOP continues to play politics with the full faith and credit of the United States -- even saying that their strategy is to tell the country to “take it or leave it” and blame the President for default.
* Under the Boehner bill, we will be right back into this debate during the holiday season, which is the most important time in the year for our economy.
God damn Grinches. Now the Republicans are trying to ruin Christmas.
Enough is enough!
I like the way they are describing this. The American public is sick and tired of these manufactured crises. Real life is tough enough with Congress fucking the nation.
This is a great way to explain why the Boehner bill sucks in ways people can understand.
"Oh, no, not again. And you're going to do this at Christmas?"
The teahadists overplayed their hand and are about to sink hard.
Good job on this messaging by the White House (and President Obama).
Update I: Just imagine him in Orange:
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Mr. Grinch.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.
The three words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote:
"Stink, Stank, Stunk!"
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch.
Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce!