In a decision that I can only describe as chilling, the Supreme Court has opened the doors for corporate capital to pretty much buy whatever it wants.
While I don’t think that money was the issue for Coakley on Tuesday, truth’s comment on the race is telling:
Here’s the stat that brings it all home: After the primary, Scott Brown ran 66 events. Martha Coakley? 19 events.
Plus he saturated the TV with ads and she didn’t respond for almost 3 weeks.
If Massachusetts can be convinced this easily to behave like a red state, can you imagine how the rest of the states’ voters will respond when infusions of corporate money start churning out slick ads? Can you imagine how Exxon and the pharmaceutical and health insurance industries are salivating?
The majority’s approach to corporate electioneering marks a dramatic break from our past. Congress hasplaced special limitations on campaign spending by corporations ever since the passage of the Tillman Act in 1907….We have unanimously concluded [in 1982] that this “reflects a permissible assessment of the dangers posed by those entities to the electoral process”…and have accepted the “legislative judgment that the special characteristics of the corporate structure require particularly careful regulation…The Court today rejects a century of history when it treats the distinction between corporate and individual campaignspending as an invidious novelty born [in a 1990 opinion].
And for those who have the stomach, here is the entire decision … right here … as the havoc being wreaked by Dubya continues … all created by the other terrible, terrible decision of the Court, in Bush vs. Gore.
On a more positive note, I guess you could take this as in some sense a reflection of the fear that Obama (and the idea of change) has struck in the hearts of the entrenched powers in these parts. But it’s that much harder, now, for change to come.
And on another positive note – let’s be grateful that the egoistic ambition of John and Elizabeth Edwards didn’t land him in the White House. Can you imagine how this would be playing? Yikes! And no, you don’t get to play like victims who just want some peace and privacy. This is the fruit of your selfishness and ambition – both of you. I feel like that other Edwards – the firebreathing one – Jonathan. Shame!
And then there’s A-Rod. No, not the one with the two paintings of himself as a centaur in his bedroom (now there’s an idea, John). No, the A-rod who’s getting a second chance to show her stuff in Philly. It’ll be fun to see her for the home opener in Boston in April.