Sep
20

The Wreck of the John Dingell 2.0?

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Two years ago this November, Democrats booted old John Dingell from his committee chairmanship. Now voters are maybe, not really, thinking about booting Team Dingell from Congress. After all that Debbie Dingell has done for you, this is how you repay her? Thinking about maybe, not really, voting for a non-Dingell? For shame. At the end of the day, this story has more to do with the Shauer-Walberg and Peters-Raczkowski races because the Democrats will have to spend finite campaign money on what should be one of their safest seats. Still maybe I should, not really, get started re-writing The Wreck of the John Dingell. (MLive)

The legend lives on from the Potomac on down
Of the big caucus they call Democratic
The caucus, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

With a load of seniority – 26,000 tons more
Than John Dingell weighed empty
That good Rep. and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early

Dingell was the pride of the Michigan side
Coming back from some mill in Dearborn
As the big politicians go he was bigger than most
With a staff and wife Debbie well seasoned.

Concluding some terms with a couple of car firms
When he left fully loaded for Washington
And later that night when the caucus bell rang
Could it be the Liberal Wind he’d been feeling.

The word in the newwires made a tattletale sound
And a wave broke over the meeting
And every man knew, as John Dingell did, too,
T’was the Waxman of November come stealing.

The dawn came late and the bed rest had to wait
When the gales of November came slashing
When afternoon came it was an election
In the face of a hurricane West Wind

When decision time came the old whips came on deck
Saying John it’s too rough to save ya
At 11 AM a majority caved in
They said John it’s been good to know ya.

Dingell wired in he had liberals coming in
And the good chairmanship was in peril
And later that night when his lights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the John Dingell.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the words turn the minutes to hours
The searchers all say he’d have made Commerce Chair
If he’d put fifteen more votes behind him.

He might have stepped down or he might have compromised
He may have brokered a deal and took Waxman
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the Peters and the Schauers and the Conyers.

George Miller rolls, Henry Waxman sings
In the ruins of his committee room
Obama steams like a young man’s dreams,
The cloak rooms and gavels are for chairmen.

And farther below Nancy Pelosi
Takes in what Harry Reid can send her
And the caucus votes go as the congressmen all know
With the gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the Rouge Automotive Factory
The plant bell chimed, ’til it rang 82 times
For each year of the John Dingell.

The legend lives on from the Potomac on down
Of the big caucus they call Democratic
The caucus, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

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3 Comments

1

ahhhh, our song of the day! spot on I say.

2

Hmm, sounds like an excellent drinking song!

3

he’s been going to the hill for over 50 years,
but now we got him on the run with our crazy fears,
john d., you lost all your hair,
now we’re finally gonna get you for supporting health care,
john d., your head causes glare,
now we’re finally gonna get you for supporting health care.

so what that he’s a member of the nra,
and forget about his help saving chevrolet,
john d., we dont care if its fair,
we’re finally gonna get you for supporting health care,
john d., the opportunity’s rare,
we’re finally gonna get you for supporting health care.

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