“Shoeless Bobby Jindal?”
Someone got to him. This was NOT the Jindal of last summer and fall. No teeth, no fire. Nothing. The bi-somethin-san love fest in the Chamber during the spiel and then Jindal’s surreal bedtime story? WTH? Something just ain't right here.
He sounded like a Pod Person.
I can’t recall anything - not one thing - of substance that just may have come out of Jindal’s mouth.
Sad.
The only way Jindal could have done worse is if he had whispered inaudibly through the whole speech.