Ok, I am a grown man. I can handle setbacks. Now that I have had a chance to vent and to go through the five stages of grief, I see that there could be some sort of silver lining to all this. I say “could” with lots of reservation. The best line of thought on this comes from Mr. McClure over at Polipundit:

… the decision is an admission of failure by the Democratic
leadership. If he were confident that it had the votes to overcome the
constitutional option, Reid would have nixed any negotiations. Instead,
he has to let three of the President’ “extremist” nominees win
confirmation without any nominee being voted down.

Ok, he may have a point. May. Man I hope so.

I do have a strange feeling that this has happened to me before…Oh yes, now I remember.

Every year since 1991 (actually I have been a fan since 1983) I watch the Atlanta Braves play. I follow the team and catch as many games as I can on TBS. EVERY year they win their division and head to the playoffs. EVERY year I tell myself that THIS year will be different. THIS year they will actually play in the playoffs like they do the rest of the year. Yet! EVERY year, save one - 1995, they get to the playoffs and totally forget how to hit the damn baseball. EVERY year! Yet, each year I keep watching them play, thinking they couldn’t possibly lose AGAIN. Yet they do. They are the Buffalo Bills of professional baseball. At least when the Boston Red Socks were breaking their fans hearts for the last 80 years, it was seen as quaint. A throw back to a simpler time, back to Babe Ruth. But for the Braves….it is just sad.

So go ahead Republicans, I will have faith in you, even though I have a sneaking suspicion that you will break my heart again.