So, exactly what should Chris Christie have said and done when the president of the United States came to New Jersey to see the devastation after Sandy?
Given Obama a Rabin-to-Arafat style, I’m-forced-to-shake-your-hand-but-I’m-going-to-go-soak-mine-in-Clorox-afterwards greeting?
Said, “Thanks for dropping by, Barry. But I’m a Romney guy, and I can’t support your tax-and-spend domestic policy or your lily-livered foreign policy, so don’t let the door hit you on the way out”?
Oh, come on.
The man is the governor of New Jersey. New Jerseyans are dead, or homeless, or without power, or without gas, or without food, or without water — or all of the above. There’s bacteria-laden sludge in the streets. The lovely towns of the Jersey Shore have been decimated.
What’s more, he’s actually from New Jersey, and he actually lives in New Jersey. So maybe he cares just a little about his home and its people — not just as voters, but as neighbors, family, friends and colleagues.
How about this? New Jersey and its citizens are suffering — and are going to go on suffering for a long time to come. It’s Christie’s job to do whatever it takes — including being gracious to Barack Obama — to help his state. And he did it.
Can we please give the cynicism a rest for just a minute?