Jack Murtha In Trouble?

Jack Murtha, the slowly fossilizing Representative from Pennsylvania, a true remnant of the Jurassic Period, is bucking the rising tide in this election by struggling in a district that he should, under normal circumstances, be able to effortlessly win until he hardens into solid rock, transformed into a statue of his own likeness--his mouth noticeably closed.

It is precisely, however, because his mouth is not closed that the statue might never become; a victim of his own misapplied calculation of political infallibility. As it turns out, and as Jack is now learning, people don't like to be accused of things they are not guilty of. And, as Jack originally pointed out a couple of days ago, he thinks that voters in his district are racists. (In fairness, Murtha did backtrack on that harsh assessment and softened his words by instead calling them rednecks. If only Murtha knew what sort of ungrateful people rednecks truly are.)

It appears as if Mad Jack is now quite vulnerable.