I’ve decided to pretty much stay out of the hoopla surrounding the escapades of Senator John Ensign and South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford, passing it off as just another example of the hypocrisy involved when a group of people tell others what to do or not do in their bedroom.
Of course, most times it’s Republicans doing the telling and citing the word of God in the purest fundamentalist Christian sense when they do.
Then, when caught with their britches down and their gavels hanging out, once again it’s God in the purest fundamentalist Christian sense who gets the credit for showing them the error of their ways. And we’re all supposed to forgive and forget.
After the comedy tour known as The Return of the Wasilla Hillbillies (more – lots more – on that coming in future posts), nothing really surprises me anymore.
Except for this. TPM has found a connection between Ensign, Sanford, and other political bed-hoppers-while-praying-to-The Almighty in the form of a halfway house hidden away in the hallowed streets of Washington, DC.
Both Ensign and Sanford have mentioned something called “C Street” whilst expressing their extramarital mea culpas to the waiting ears of their Republican brothers (and, of course, God in the purest fundamentalist Christian sense). Why didn’t we think of this before? Who better to counsel and confer with these miscreants than their very own Scientology-style cult designed to wash them of their sins?
From The Washington Post:
On any given day, the rowhouse at 133 C St. SE — well appointed, with American flag flying, white-and-green-trimmed windows and a pleasant garden — fills with talk of power and the Lord. At least five congressmen live there, quietly renting upstairs rooms from an organization affiliated with “the Fellowship,” the obsessively secretive Arlington spiritual group that organizes the National Day of Prayer breakfast, an event routinely attended by legions of top government officials. Other politicians come to the house for group spirituality sessions, prayer meetings or to simply share their troubles.
It seems like “The Family”, apparently another name for the super-secret Scientology-style “The Fellowship” which runs C Street, which, according to author Jeff Sharlet, has been around for a while, reminding wayward Republican politicians they have strayed from the path.
And shaping right-wing conservative neocon policy along the way?