Over His Head

If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck…

Senator Bob Menendez, in some alternate universe, might be squeaky clean and the victim of misplaced accusation and scorn. But Jon Stewart probably wasn’t blowing smoke on Monday night when he methodically took Menendez—and others in Congress—to task over insider trading and many a Congress person’s exposure to temptation and perks unavailable to the rest of us.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars just sitting in his house, gold bars just sitting in his house, and the suspect excuse that he needed to have that much cash hanging around because of the tenuous immigration status of his wife—who, by the way, might get thrown under the bus by her loving husband and take the heat for his being accused of being a foreign agent?

Bob should probably step down, if for no other reason than he gives the appearance of one who has been caught red-handed yet has the chilling ability to stay calm in front of the cameras and speak as if it’s all a mere misunderstanding.

I think this is what incenses me more than anything—that people like Menendez are so used to the power, perks and privileges that they start manifesting various levels of delusion, like they can’t be touched, can’t envision the possibility that they are the ones who have been getting away with worst practices and illegalities.

Double down and deny, deny, deny. A page straight out of the Trump playbook.

Take a hike, Bob. Rough and tumble New Jersey politics aside, your name keeps popping up as someone whose nose is pretty filthy.