Amanda Carpenter is noting that the House Democrats seem rather fond of their right to secret ballots, which is odd considering how eager they are to deprive you of that very same right.

It’s not just the Democrats in the House either. Senate Dems are all about the secret balloting, too.

Sens. Chris Dodd (D-Conn.), Ken Salazar (D-Colo.), Tom Carper (D-Del.) and Bill Nelson (D-Fla.) are all involved in the effort, according to top Senate Democratic aides. These four senators — along with other Lieberman allies — are reaching out to the rest of the Democratic Senate caucus to try to ensure Lieberman survives a secret ballot vote on whether to strip him of his chairmanship of the Homeland Security and Governmental Affairs Committee.

Let’s get this straight. Democrats believe it’s okay for them to vote in secret for who gets to run a Congressional committee but they want to take away your right to vote in secret about whether you want your workplace to unionize or not.

That’s par for the course, says Jeff Goldstein, for a group of elites who believe they have the born right to dictate fairness and equity from on high.

Established pundits and the right kinds of people — from Hollywood starlets to coastal columnists whose road to Beltway acceptance was paved with important stories of Congressional aides ass fucking — have made it clear that career politicians of a certain pedigree are our betters, and that moose-hunting breeders like Sarah Palin are not only not to be invited into the club, but that their very presence in the same fraternity is an embarrassment. Should these frontier outliers find their way into the national spotlight, therefore, they must be forcefully reminded of just how unrefined and unworthy of serious consideration they are. By pundits. And people who memorize dialogue written for them by others.

You, by the way, are one of those unworthies. You are one of those people who must remember your place or, as one of my favorite professional wrestlers once said, just know your role and shut your mouth.

Wait…did I say professional wrestler? I meant novelist/philosopher. Ha ha! Won’t you have a glass of this insouciant Cabernet while we search for yet more saucy ways of denigrating that Palin woman and curling a contumelious lip at the assorted rabble over which we sit thanks to our simply enormous brains.