I'm assuming that most anyone who stumbles upon one of my political posts, and who has read thus far, is aware of the Bill Richardson (Gov., D-NM) endorsement flap.  On the off-chance I have a new reader whom I've entranced with my sublime turn-of-phrase, but who is as yet unfamiliar with the give-and-take peculiar to his endorsement of Senator Obama for President of the United States, I offer links.

Rather than offer a lengthy post on the merits (or demerits) of the various arguments, or the spuriousness of the claim that Judas was far worse because he turned in the physical location of his supposed friend at a most auspicious time for the opposition, rather than turning on his supposed friend at a most auspicious time for the opposition, or the question of whether or not 30 pieces of silver must translate exactly, or whether James Carville ever has anything substantive to say sans Cajun spice, I will simply ask this:

In today's hot-wired, plugged-in, always-on world, why hasn't Governor Richardson publicly fired (or allowed to resign) the person in charge of relaying his messages?  You know, the person who's supposed to tell him, even when he's on "vacation," of the important stuff that goes on, like say floods, or earthquakes, or school shootings - or when the former President of the United States leaves several messages?

Me?  I'd lose the slacker who couldn't be bothered to relay that message.  Particularly since the State of New Mexico press site seems to indicate no week between Feb 3, 2008 (the Superbowl) and March 21 (the endorsement) when the Governor was totally out of pocket.

He signed legislation; he vetoed legislation; he made statements and held legislative hours, yet never received a single phone message?

Odd, that, don't you think?