Meg Whitman Has A Champion

Meg Whitman recently discovered what a great many Republican candidates are discovering. You don't mess with Chris Christie or his friends. At a Whitman campaign event in California, Christie took on a heckler in the inimitable Christie manner that is becoming a big reason to have him at Republican events.

Whitman was making a speech when a heckler in the audience started shouting epithets and disrupting the event. "What are you hiding? You're looking like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a dress," shouted Ed Buck. Big mistake when the big man is on the podium.

Christie waded into the crowd and defended the honor of his lady fair. OK, enough with the allusions to medieval chivalry. But it was a joy to watch. I'm still not sure whether the heckler was a Democrat, a libertarian or a disgruntled Republican. But it really doesn't matter. Bad behavior is bad behavior, regardless of party affiliation, or lack thereof. This clown didn't want to wait for a Q&A session, or even to let Whitman finish her remarks. He just wanted to interrupt and get his fifteen minutes of fame.

Christie armed himself with his lethal weapon, his forefinger, and let the big-mouth have it. "You want to yell? Yell at me, but don't give her a hard time" quoth Christie. "It's people who raise their voices and yell and scream like you that are dividing this country. We're here to bring this country together, not divide it." That got the crowd on its feet and cheering--as much for Christie as for Whitman.

The leftist spinmeisters went into full attack mode almost immediately. Christie became the bully. The heckler was just exercising his right to free speech (never mind that he was denying Whitman her right to free speech). Christie's confrontational style was the real issue (as opposed to Obama's listless demeaning style, I suppose). Ed Schultz at CNN couldn't come up with any logical reason for criticizing Christie's defense of Whitman's right to speak, so he just called Christie a "smug bully and a fat slob." That's pretty much what former New Jersey Corzine called Christie, and we all know how well that worked out.

Meg Whitman is perfectly capable of defending herself, but there was something charming about an old-fashioned gentleman taking it upon himself to intercede on behalf of a damsel in distress. Not to mention, I'm really enjoying watching a no-nonsense male politician get in the face of men (and occasionally women) who claim victimhood, a monopoly on genteel behavior, and big mouths. The gloves are off, the future of the republic is at stake, and politics ain't beanbag. Now I'm just hoping to see a New Black Panther attempt to stop Christie from voting. That should be a sight to behold.

Invitations from Republican candidates for Christie to appear at their events are increasing at breakneck speed. I suppose I should add that Christie has disproven the adage that real men don't eat quiche. Christie looks like he eats a lot of quiche. Well, I say, more girth to him!