Earlier that evening, a Friday night, so as few people as possible would notice, big, rough, tough Chris Christie, the governor of New Jersey, and a guy some delusional souls believe is something more than a run of the mill conservative, vetoed a bill that would have banned a deadly sniper rifle that fires rounds big enough to bring down, among other things, police helicopters. (That it was Christie's bill in the first place is merely an extraneous layer of chicken shit on the whole proceedings.) Chris Christie wants the presidential nomination of a demented political party, so Chris Christie had to veto his own bill and make sure that New Jersey residents can keep their personal anti-aircraft arsenals. I know I'll feel safer flying into Newark now. And, that night, in Newtown, all was dark. All was quiet. All was normal again. Another teachable moment in which the country learned nothing.At his core, Christie is a bully and, as this episode reflects, most bullies are actually cowards at heart. Remember this. And this. And this.
He has 2016 in his (.50 cal.?) sights, so any amount of hypocritical flip-flopping that he deems necessary to advance his fortunes will be undertaken with relish and lots of loud, in- your- face chutzpah.
