Fail

Fail

I spent part of Thursday thinking about the guys who tried to dismantle Obamacare through a government shutdown/debt ceiling crisis. They must have dedicated countless grueling hours devising and sharing a way to defeat their “foe”. They probably strategized into the wee hours, night after night, straining their bodies and minds while subsisting on coffee and take-out food.

But how, I wondered, did they feel right after their efforts were foiled?

Here’s my best guess:

Remember the Underwear Bomber? That guy planned and innovated and probably thought he had an absolutely ingenious idea for bringing down an airliner. I imagine he stepped confidently onto the plane, assured that success and glory were imminent.

So the Big Moment arrived and he lit his bomb. And nothing happened. And then his diaper/underwear contraption melted into a pool of scorching-hot plastic that scalded his nuts beyond recognition.

Yup, I’ll bet that’s pretty much how these guys felt.

 

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