Harried Reid

Hey, conspiracy theory fans, have I got a doozy for you ... courtesy of John Hinderaker at Power Line. See what Hinderaker writes:

When a guy shows up at a Las Vegas emergency room on New Year’s Day with severe facial injuries and broken ribs, and gives as an explanation the functional equivalent of “I walked into a doorknob,” it isn’t hard to guess that he ran afoul of mobsters.

A friend of mine was in Las Vegas a week or two ago. He talked to a number of people there about Reid’s accident, and didn’t find anyone who believed the elastic exercise band story. The common assumption was that the incident resulted, in some fashion, from Reid’s relationship with organized crime.

Everyone knows that the Reid family has gotten rich, even though Reid has spent his entire career as a public employee. It is known that a considerable part of his fortune came from being cut in on sweetheart Las Vegas land deals that included at least one person associated with organized crime as a principal.

As 1930s actress Jean Harlow famously said, "When you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas." Reid not running for reelection could be a quid pro quo for staying alive.