I am embarrassed to admit this, but my opinion of him has gone down steadily over the years. One of the reasons for this is that I thought his indignation over the financial crisis was not only absurd but insulting as well. Wasn’t he in charge of the committee that was supposed to be minding the nation’s piggy bank? But the main reason I’ve grown less fond of Barney Frank rather than more is that I do not like the way he comes across. When a reporter thanks him for his time at the beginning of an interview or thanks him for his time at the interview’s conclusion, Barney Frank all but grunts. He’s yappy, I think, but in a way that somehow incorporates the worst of smug. It’s a deadly combo, I think.
But man, he does have a certain flair for saying things that I’d imagine will end up in a collection of quotations at some point. There was the exchange at one of the town hall meetings on healthcare, when he responded to one attendee’s blathering by saying she appeared to have all the intelligence of a piece of furniture – a dining room table, I believe. And my personal favorite – responding to a right winger’s lame taunt that he needed to take an HIV test and share the results by saying that he’d be happy to do that once she shared the results of her IQ test. I loved that.
Last week was pretty good, too. On a sort of schmaltzy interview on the Newshour, Barney Frank was asked if he thought Congress was really dysfunctional. Rather than screw around with qualifiers, his response was to ask the interviewer – Judy Woodruff – how she supposed the people who are members of Congress got there. They didn’t parachute down through the dome on the Capitol building and take their seats as if by magic, he said. The U.S. voters elected one party in 2008, and two years later they elected another. So who, exactly, is dysfunctional? While that sort of response shouldn’t be noteworthy, unfortunately it is.
