By Jeffrey Blehar
Tuesday, February 25, 2025
Republican Senator Mitch McConnell of Kentucky announced last Thursday that he would be retiring from the U.S. Senate after seven terms in office. The decision was entirely expected. McConnell’s health has been slipping for years, as was clear when he suffered two rather alarming “senior moments” in front of the cameras back in the summer of 2023; he stepped down as Senate majority leader after the 2024 midterms in recognition of this. The only question was whether he would fill out the remainder of his term. He has announced that he will but that then it’s time for him to go.
He will be dearly missed. Mitch McConnell is, without
exaggeration, one of the three most important Republican politicians of the
last half century — the other two are Reagan and, for good or ill, Donald Trump
— and the most effective leader Senate Republicans have ever seen, full stop. I
find it depressing that this is not a universally shared sentiment among
conservatives. I am well aware of the inexplicable loathing with which the MAGA
rank and file regard McConnell, and all I can say in response to it is that you
people have no earthly idea how lucky you were to have had this man in charge
of the Senate Republicans for the last 18 years. You don’t know how good you
had it.
No Republican ever herded cats better than Mitch
McConnell. Nobody has ever more skillfully united a conference, particularly
one that was once — in an era before Trump, before the memories of many
readers, I suspect — notoriously fractious and ill disciplined. When Barack
Obama swept into office in 2008 with control of the House and a
filibuster-proof 60-seat majority in the Senate, it looked like nothing would
stop the government from assuming control over the American health-care sector
with Obamacare. (Remember “the public option”? That was the government’s own
health-insurance scheme, a camel’s nose under the tent intended to eventually
crowd out and replace private coverage over time.) The way McConnell
singlehandedly helped the GOP — in the extreme minority and seemingly powerless
— weather the onslaught and rally to fight back during that period defines his
virtues.
Instead of being beaten and demoralized after two
consecutive electoral horsewhippings, in 2006 and 2008, McConnell held all
members of his conference together in opposition to Obama’s grand plans to
remake the U.S. health-care system. Even typically “squishy” senators like
Olympia Snowe and Susan Collins, both of Maine, never budged an inch during the
process. And by maintaining strict GOP discipline, he fired up public
resistance to Obamacare to the point where the Republicans scored the most
unlikely 41st Senate vote of all: Scott Brown’s winning the seat of the
deceased Ted Kennedy in heavily Democratic Massachusetts. Obamacare was
destined to pass in some form or another (Harry Reid had to use legislative
legerdemain to sneak it through because of Brown’s shock victory), but what we
got was blessedly less bad than it was intended to be because of the desperate
resistance McConnell led against it.
When Justice Antonin Scalia died suddenly of a heart
attack near the end of Obama’s second term, the media world squealed with glee
at the thought that the balance of the Supreme Court might be enduringly tipped
from conservative to progressive. When Obama picked Merrick Garland to replace
Scalia, the one and only person standing in the way was Senate Majority Leader
McConnell. Throngs of Democrats and media liberals bayed and howled with rage,
demanding that he allow a floor vote on the Garland nomination. McConnell’s
response, in so many words: “No,
I don’t think I will.” The decision to keep the seat open is widely agreed
to have galvanized otherwise reluctant Republican voters — including many of my
friends and family — to pull the lever for Trump that November. And it paid
off.
When Harry Reid used the “nuclear option” in 2013 to kill
the filibuster in the Senate and seat some of Barack Obama’s lower court
nominees on the federal bench, McConnell ominously warned him, “You’ll regret this.” So when Chuck Schumer foolishly tried
to filibuster Neil Gorsuch’s Supreme Court nomination in 2017 — his hand was
partially forced by Democratic rage over McConnell’s success in keeping Garland
off the Court — McConnell pitilessly ensured that the Democrats would indeed
feel the sting of regret by dispensing with judicial filibusters altogether.
(It was an escalatory arms race that, because of his leadership, Republicans
for once definitively won.) And when Ruth Bader Ginsburg chanced to die near
the end of Donald Trump’s first term — in an eerie echo of Scalia’s timing —
McConnell twisted the knife by speeding Amy Coney Barrett’s hearings along.
So why is it that Team MAGA has always disliked
McConnell? It’s primarily emotional: He was the face of the GOP during the
“losing” era — during the Obama years when the suffocating national cult of
wokeness was truly birthed — and so people associate him reflexively with those
bad times, with the squish style of Republican politics that Trump in his
brazenness seemingly swept away. But McConnell didn’t run the 2008 and 2012
presidential campaigns (or the 2020 one for that matter).
Throughout his career, McConnell has usually been forced
to play the hand dealt to him by others, and no legislative leader in my
lifetime ever played a bad set of cards more brilliantly. Those familiar with
the progress of Hannibal’s adventures in Italy during the Second Punic War will
know why I used to jokingly refer to McConnell, during the Obama years, as
“Mitch McCunctator,” a tribute to how he handled the onslaught of
Obama-era legislation by delay, deception, legislative trickery, and implacable
discipline. Sometimes the numbers are just against you — as they fearsomely
were for Republicans during the first two years of Obama’s tenure — and you
have to play defense. But McConnell was always willing to play offense as well,
and for long-term stakes; his legacy in shaping the judiciary will be the most
important of all.
It is therefore a truly bittersweet irony that the
Republican Party that Mitch McConnell spent his life fighting for — scrapping
with Democrats in every possible scrum and emerging with bruises, but often
with the upper hand — no longer seems to have much time for him. He first came
to Washington in 1984, carried along in (still ancestrally Democratic) Kentucky
by the wave of Ronald Reagan’s overwhelming reelection. And yet the party of
Reagan is long gone. Now we have the party of Trump, and the party of Trump
isn’t just uninterested in what McConnell did for conservatism, they’re
invested in pretending it never happened. As for me, I was there. If you were
too, then join me in saluting ol’ Yertle the Majority Leader as he prepares to
step back. Enjoy a piece I wrote almost exactly a year ago: an appreciation not
of the career but of the memes of Mitch McConnell.
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