We’re in “Sunset Boulevard” territory now, with John Boehner coming down the Capitol steps, primping for the cameras completely unaware that there’s a dead body in the swimming pool.
“The quickest way for Congress to eliminate the possibility of default and ease the growing turmoil in our economy,” he emotes, “is for the Senate to take up the House-passed bill and send it to the president today.”
This outdoes Gloria Swanson’s coming down for her closeup by “Mr. DeMille” when the news cameras are actually aimed at her before being taken away for madness and murder.
The words are barely out of Boehner’s mouth before the Senate kills his deformed bill and embarks on a weekend attempt to bring forth a viable solution to the debt-ceiling crisis that will force Boehner and his waxwork compatriots to sign on or leap into an open grave.
“Sunset Boulevard” won all kinds of Academy Awards 60 years ago for portraying lunacy in Hollywood, but this Tea Party production won’t be nominated for any prizes for a Washington remake.