So I’m a New Yorker, born and raised. And in New York, we tend to be blunt. If something bothers us, we say so. If something thrills us, we also say so. We don’t take shit, we don’t hide in the shadows, we don’t cower.
In other words, I’m struggling with Dana Rohrabacher.
Actually, scratch that intro, and let’s put it this way: Where has Dana been these past few days? Where is he, as America debates the overturning of ObamaCare and the implementation of some strand of TrumpCare? Is he voting Yes? Is he voting No? Is he fighting for something? Is he fighting against something?
Answer: We have no friggin’ idea.
Why? Because Dana Rohrabacher is a jellyfish. He truly is. There are people who are born leaders, and there are people who are born followers. Barack Obama was a leader. Donald Trump (for as misguided and crazy as the man is) is a leader. Bill Clinton was a leader. Ronald Reagan was a leader. JFK was a leader. Jerry Brown is a leader.
Dana Rohrabacher, on the other hand, exists to survive. He shows himself just enough to remind you he continues to intake oxygen, but steadfastly refuses to speak up, speak out, take a stand. Thus far, ProPublica has published the only thing even related to Dana and health coverage …
So will he vote for Trump’s plan? Probably, because whatever Donald says, Dana does.
But will he talk about it? Explain his motives?
Of course not.
That would take conviction.