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The House will vote today on a resolution to create a select committee to investigate the January 6 Capitol insurrection. The resolution requires only a simple majority and will pass along party lines, over the objection of GOP House leadership.

No. This is not ideal. The select committee’s investigation will be accused of partisanship and political grandstanding. No doubt there will be some of that. But Republicans have no right to bitch.  That of course will not stop them from bitching.

They couldn’t handle the truth. They couldn’t even handle pursuit of the truth. Because, ultimately, they don’t seek the truth. In this case, as in so many others, the truth is not their friend.

In part as a “personal favor” to Minority Leader Mitch McConnell, Senate Republicans rejected formation of a bi-partisan commission under which both parties would have had subpoena power. This would have been the proper and most objective format for an investigation into one of the most alarming days in American history.

But Republicans rejected the proposal, despite the fact it had been admirably negotiated among rational lawmakers from both parties, and essentially gave Republicans everything they said they wanted.

So now a 13-member select committee will move ahead. House Speaker Nancy Pelosi will appoint eight members. She has hinted that one of her selections may be a Republican, likely one of the ten House Republicans who voted to impeach Donald Trump.  House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy can appoint the remaining five members, although Pelosi may ultimately have veto power over those choices. McCarthy could decide to “opt out” altogether. That would enable the GOP to scream “partisan witch hunt” even louder than they already are. That may have been the Republican strategy all along—reject a proper bi-partisan commission, and then bitch about the resulting select committee.

Nobody wins here. The biggest loser is the American people.

Republicans have no right to bitch.  That of course will not stop them from bitching.

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