F**k Martinez (*)

So, in the wake of their devastating losses last Tuesday, the Republican party is scrambling to stop the bleeding.

In an apparent attempt to gather more of the Hispanic vote, Senator Mel Martinez (R-FL) has been named chairman of the Republican National Committee. Right-wing bloggers, angry with Martinez because he's not anti-immigrant enough, have called this choice "Hispandering" and "Hispanicking," which makes me laugh.

Martinez, you may remember, was embarassed during the Terri Schiavo mess when a staffer from his office wrote a memo which noted that the Schiavo scandal would help "motivate their conservative base."

He's also a graduate of the same high school I graduated from, was active in alumni activities at said school, and has been obnoxious to my mother, which qualifies him as a raging asshole.

In short, I hate his guts, and hope his political career goes down in flames. By accepting the chairmanship of the RNC (even though it's mostly symbolic), he ties himself even closer to President Bush's legacy of failure. Hopefully Florida voters will kick him out on his culo in 2010.

* Apologies to 2 Live Crew for borrowing the title of their 1990 song, which was actually written about former Florida Governor Bob Martinez, not Mel. Oh well.