The Dead Parrot and Senator Reid

I just can't figure out why Harry Reid reminds me of Monty Python's Dead Parrot Sketch. Is he the parrot, dead but still sold as living, or is he the shyster salesman trying to pawn off a dead party...er...parrot on a customer?

Regardless, Harry standing on the steps of the Capitol reminded me of this:

Customer: Now that's what I call a dead parrot.
Owner: No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
Customer: STUNNED?!?
Owner: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin' up! Norwegian Blues
stun easily, major.
Customer: Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of
this. That parrot is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an
hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein'
tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
Owner: Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the
fjords.
Customer: PININ' for the FJORDS?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?,
look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
Owner: The Norwegian Blue prefers keepin' on it's back! Remarkable
bird, id'nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
Customer: Look, I took the liberty of examining that parrot when I got
it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch
in the first place was that it had been NAILED there.

Nailed to the perch. Yep, that's a pretty good description of Harry and the Democrats....