Playing off of Tengrain's title, the saga of Sean Spicer and the mini-fridge has got to be the most Republican story ever told:
“[Spicer] dispatched a top aide to a nearby executive office building where junior research employees are crammed into a room, surviving on Lean Cuisine frozen lunches. Mr. Spicer wants your icebox, the aide said, according to people familiar with the incident. They refused to give it up.
So Mr. Spicer waited until sundown — after his young staffers had left — to take matters into his own hands. He was spotted by a fellow White House official lugging the icebox down the White House driveway after 8 p.m.”
It's a metaphor for the past four decades of Republican policy- an employee asks his boss for a simple benefit, is refused, then steals from the employees lower down on the food chain, rather than rectifying the situation himself. Party of personal responsibility, my ass, this is the party of 'screw the little people, I can't let them have something nice that I don't have'. It's the sort of party which has, as one of its tenets, the notion that anything which benefits persons of lesser stature is theft from their 'betters', while theft from lessers is just 'business as usual', if not actively virtuous in a Randian sense of the word.
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Heh. Administration comprised of wealthy elites can't be arsed to just order a $200 mini-fridge. It's a bizarre story, but ultimately unsurprising...
That's the weird thing, or the fact that Spicer couldn't go buy a cheap dorm fridge for himself... no, gotta steal it from the peons.
Back when I was single, when dinosaurs roamed the earth; I dated a Special Forces guy who did six years in Viet Nam. His team had a much treasured fridge that they used when in camp. One day a visiting major from another unit saw said fridge and demanded it for his own. The Green Beanies told him to fuck off and die. So when they next went in the field, the major stole the fridge.
He put it in his little wooden walled hooch, under a window. Oddly, somehow, in the "fog of war" one assumes, a thermite grenade was dropped atop the purloined fridge. What IS that French phrase about "That's war"?
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