Sometimes it’s hard being a Democrat, and not just when we’re losing. Today, for example, I am feeling even more disillusioned than usual with the “leadership” in the party. What a bunch of knuckleheads. Instead of rejoicing that a nominee for the Supreme Court who was patently unqualified has withdrawn her name, there has been an embarassing flurry of ridiculous statements to the press decrying the “persecution” Harriet Miers has suffered at the hands of “the right wing of the Republican Party.”

I heard a Diane Feinstein soundbite opining that a male nominee with Miers’s qualifications would never have been treated in such an appalling manner. (A week ago Feinstein said she would be unable to support Miers because of the White House attorney’s stance on Roe v. Wade.) Harry Reid was devastated. Every time I turned on the radio, Patrick Leahy was snorting and sweating himself into a lather at the suggestion the President might now nominate someone with more credibility with conservatives. “That would be rewarding dangerous idealogues and underhanded special interests, huff-puff!”

Hello, people! Take a step back from the ledge!

And what’s with the tacit support Miers has received from Dems, all because Conservatives seemed to hate her guts? What, now we just love, love, love anybody that Gary Bauer won’t endorse wholesale? Do we consider qualifications and experience at all important? Do we have brains, or were those just for show in the 90s?

I pray for a day when Democrats can expect from their leaders an acceptable level of intelligent proactivity and thoughtful consideration, instead of the Chicken Little-ish, reactionary b.s. we’ve got working for us now. C’mon guys and gals. You’re bigger than this. Grow the heck up.