Rick Santorum, not exactly a man known for his eloquence, has written a brilliant, scary and sickening column that depicts a very likely scenario, albeit one that will not bode well for conservative principles or any hope of restoring fiscal order anythime soon, and it could mean that Orwell was only off by a quarter century.
Here's the paragraph that I found most unsettling even though it's merely tangential to Santorum's main point:
There is an air of something big, something grand, something electric about to explode upon us. Barack Obama's visage is everywhere. His relaxed and reassuring – even beatific – smile is omnipresent. So are his irrepressibly cute girls and their together mom.
And while I'm at it, how about Bobo's pick to head the IRS? The guy didn't pay his taxes because he must have forgotten, but was kind enough to pay them now even though the statute of limitations had run out, and the bigger half of the story is that Republicans still signed on to him even before all the details are out.