I have a short list of people whose deaths I will be happy to celebrate. Frank Luntz is one of them.
It appears I might have the chance. Luntz got a serious case of the pouts when Obama was reelected and it is threatening to kill him. Now don’t get me wrong. I know depression is a real disease, but Luntz’ depression is funny to me.
It was what Luntz heard from the American people that scared him. They were contentious and argumentative. They didn’t listen to each other as they once had. They weren’t interested in hearing other points of view. They were divided one against the other, black vs. white, men vs. women, young vs. old, rich vs. poor. “They want to impose their opinions rather than express them,” is the way he describes what he saw. “And they’re picking up their leads from here in Washington.”