I only remember the punchline of this joke, which involves a gleeful little boy on Christmas morning, digging giddily through an enormous pile of horse puckey that has appeared there overnight.

"Do you realize what this means?" exclaims the star-struck little boy, up to his elbows in road apples. "It means there must be a pony here somewhere!"

Ah, youth. Well, some denizens of the rightish Immedia are looking for that pony in the new F.U.C.U.P. ("Filibuster: Unconditional Capitulation by Unmitigated Pansies") deal. Digging away are:

Orin Judd:"the deal looks excellent" and "Only [both sides'] most rabid partisans will be distraught."
Alexander McClure: "In short, this is the submission of the minority to the will of the
majority."
Jeff Harrell: "Compromise used to be virtuous"
Jon Podhoretz: "If the Democrats insist that the next nominee(s) are bad enough to invoke the "extraordinary" right to filibuster, the Republicans have the right to say the Democrats are full of it, kill the deal and go to the nuclear option immediately."

(which they could have done without this agreement)

Have fun, little shavers! Let us know when you find that pony! In the meantime, bear in mind that even the irrepressible Hugh "Specter will work out great!" Hewitt thinks the deal is not a good one and that this pile of horse poo is only that, and nothing more.

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