Glenn Burns is a big tease. He is like the girl in high school who wore short skirts and low-cut blouses and lots of makeup. You know the girl I'm talking about. Every school had one. She flirted with all the boys - even the awkward ones with cowlicks and big ears, like me. She would touch your arm when she talked to you and had a maddening way of letting her fingernails trail along it as she walked away from you, looking over her shoulder with that Mona Lisa smile that promised everything.
Anyone who thought Democrats and Republicans in Washington would join hands and skip into the sunset together on the Yellow Brick Road must have been dreaming.