It just occured to me that this lyric from the country music group Confederate Railroad could apply to the Junior Senator from New York:
She never cried when Ol’ Yeller died,
she wasn’t washed in the blood of the lamb.
She never stood up for the Star-Spangled Banner
and she wasn’t a John Wayne fan.
Her baby-blue eyes hid the warning signs
that woman was bad to the bone.
She never cried when Ol’ Yeller died
do you think I’ll cry when she’s gone?
Now all we have to do is ensure that the last part about her being gone comes true.