Blunt's Eckersley Scandal, Day Eighteen
If this week's developments in the Eckersley scandal are any indication, it appears that Matt Blunt and the Missouri GOP are in full-on desperation mode. The Governor's office, his press shop and the state Republican Party are flailing about, having launched in the recent past no fewer than three merit-free and silly allegations against various opponents in hopes of diverting attention from coverage of the administration's own lawbreaking. A survey of the ridiculousness...
ÂPaul Sloca of the GOP has dropped Sunshine requests into the offices of 19 different Democratic legislators, asking for all their emails "deleted and undeleted." Unfortunately for Paul, the Dems will comply and he'll be sorting through paper well into the first four years of the Jay Nixon administration.
The MOGOP has also sent out a press release "demanding" a special prosecutor to investigate Jay Nixon for ...something. There are, of course, no allegations (beyond those made by Team Blunt itself) that Nixon has engaged in any wrongdoing, but Sloca and the Republicans just think it would be fair to have an investigation of Nixon, too.
Finally, we learned yesterday that Matt Blunt has filed a bar complaint against Scott Eckersley for --get a load of this-- breaking privilege by divulging to the media the nature of advice he gave to Blunt which Blunt himself claims Eckersley never gave. Mind-bender. Of course, we've all known from the beginning that Eckersley did indeed advise Blunt that he was breaking the law on email retention. But Blunt is now so desperate that even he is willing to cede that point in order to score a few cheap points on Eckersley.
These developments can't be viewed favorably for the few remaining Blunt boosters out there. Once your man is so damaged that he starts lashing out at everything that moves, even when the lashing out does as much harm to him as it does his adversary, it's a sure sign that he's mortally injured and is headed for the exit. Team Blunt is wounded, desperate and punching at anything it thinks it sees through its swollen eyelids. Despite all the rage, they are slowly bleeding out. Good riddance.
