Thank God Saxby Chambliss Won!

That's the view of Gail Collins in yet another funny NYT column (get this woman a Pulitzer for commentary).  She writes that it's "just as well" that Chambliss won in Georgia this week to deny the Dems that magical 60th seat in the Senate:

Otherwise, the fate of that 60th seat would depend on the recount of the Minnesota senate race between Al Franken and Norm Coleman, which is going to last as long as the Mesozoic Era. Franken — in a count disputed by Coleman and the secretary of state — claims to be four votes ahead, and the results seem to hinge on a missing envelope containing 133 ballots from Dinkytown, a neighborhood near the University of Minnesota. While I’m sure it’s a great place to live, we really do not want to spend the next six months reading headlines like “It All Depends on Dinkytown.”

Besides, if the Democrats did get the 60 seats, one of them would belong to Joe Lieberman. You may recall that although Lieberman spent the last year campaigning for John McCain (and, as it turns out, donating money to Republican candidates for the senate), the Democrats were so desperate to keep him in their caucus that they caved in to his demands to keep his committee chairmanship. If Lieberman had turned out to be Mr. 60, he would not only have wanted the committee, he would have insisted on being carried to all its meetings on a litter, borne by the fellow senators who failed to appreciate him, with Lindsey Graham running ahead, clashing cymbals.

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As your 41st senator, Saxby Chambliss records bestial mental images and buries them in your backyard. Saxby Chambliss looks in the mirror and sees a baby-blue-eyed spirit with a bad knee. Saxby Chambliss says he is content with what's happening, and for the next six years will scapegoat the bathtub spigot with no water coming out of it.