came out with its annualBest and Worst of Congress
The magazine polls 1,700 “administrative assistants, press secretaries, legislative directors, and chiefs of committee staffs to get their take on the best and worst members of Congress. Who’s smart? Who’s not? And who looks good in a swimsuit?”
After the jump, results of local and statewide interest:
Kay Bailey Hutchinson took a backseat only to Maryland Democrat Barbara Mikulski as Meanest Senator, with Arlen Specter coming in third. Commented The Washingtonian: “To know you is to fear you: These three got the overwhelming majority of their votes from staff in their own parties.”
As for the House, north Texas Republican Ralph Hall was cited as the third funniest Congressman, thus claiming the one even semi-complimentary award for Texas.
But as you might expect, the Lone Star State’s one truly transcendent star was Houston’s very own Sheila Jackson-Lee.
Jackson-Lee finished second behind perennial champ Rosa DeLauro in the “Fashion Victim” stakes and took top honors in three categories:
For the fourth year in a row, Jackson-Lee is Capitol Hill’s top “Show Horse.” A couple of year’s back, The Washingtonian created a drinking game in her honor, and it had just one rule: Drink a shot every time Jackson-Lee is on C-Span. It’s a dangerous game, people: Half the Russian National Hockey team was treated for alcohol poisoning in one morning’s play. (Rimshot!)
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Her second award was as the “Biggest Drone.” “Hurricane Sheila” is called that in part because she is said to be the biggest windbag in Congress.
And lastly, Jackson-Lee did Hutchison one better – she was named the very meanest member of the House. “Jackson-Lee burns through staff,” the magazine tersely explained.
Oh well, Washington. Don’t say you weren’t warned.
– John Nova Lomax