The Democrats have many mantras and slogans: “grim milestone,” “hopeless quagmire,” “culture of corruption” and “Karl Rove’s dingo ate my baby.” But for a while, they’ve had one big overall slogan, dripping with gusto: “Together, America Can Do Better.”

Not will, or should, or must, but “can.” It’s like saying, “Together, Frenchmen can win a hot dog speed-eating contest.” Doesn’t mean it’s going to happen, or that you’d want to watch. But it’s typical of modern politics – vague and patriotic, but not so patriotic it would unnerve a Dixie Chick.

This fine slogan was recently retired when the Democrats needed something new to accompany their new vision for Western civilization. The winner was another phrase focus-tested into a thin smear of rhetorical mush: “A New Direction for America.” Disaffected Republicans were heartened. You mean less spending, quicker confirmation of conservative judges, permanent tax cuts and increased military outlays? Well, no. Nancy Pelosi announced that should the Democrats retake the House, item No. 1 will be bold and sweeping: They will “give America a raise by increasing the minimum wage.”

Apparently Pelosi believes that America makes the minimum wage. The population consists of industrial workers who get a dime each day for the number of fingers they haven’t lost to the machinery, a few million skinny Bob Cratchits shivering in underheated counting houses.

The minimum wage was indeed a New Direction – last century, anyway. But when the unofficial GOP slogan is “Fight and win the War on Terror by blowing up more bad guys real good,” a call for a wage boost is like running against FDR with a pledge to reduce postal rates.

The Democrats’ manifesto goes on. My, it does go on.

“Lower Gas Prices and Achieve Energy Independence.” By cutting the gas tax? More nukes? Wildlife refuge? Alas: They will “crack down on price gouging,” presumably by hiring 100,000 people to roam the land looking at gas station signs and comparing notes. They will use federal funds to “develop American alternatives.” Because there’s a magic fuel just waiting to be invented, if only we spend enough money.

“Ensure Dignified Retirement.” Sounds great. Mandatory fedoras for men; a 50 percent reduction in Viagra commercials. But no: The Democrats wish to “prevent the privatization of Social Security,” because you cannot be trusted with your own money. It’s an interesting definition of dignity: waiting by the mailbox for your government check.

“Require Fiscal Responsibility: Restore the budget discipline of the 1990s that helped eliminate deficits and spur record economic growth.” Translation: taxes. Well, we’ve had 33 unbroken months of job gains. Tax revenues are up almost 13 percent over 2005, reflecting both the rosy-pink business climate and gains in personal income. As for the fat cats: Taxpayers making more than $200,000 used to pay only 40.5 percent of total income taxes – the parasites! – and now they pay 46.6 percent. When you let them make more money, they pay more taxes. Or you could take a “new direction” – kill the goose, pull out the golden egg, and send it on a 40-city tour so everyone could see it and take pictures.

Anything on the war? No. The Democrats slam President Bush for not adjusting Pell Grants for inflation, but the manifesto says nothing about Terror, the War On. We’re supposed to intuit that they’d redeploy to Camp Murtha, from which we can strike Iraq with only a fortnight’s delay. Let no one mistake their position: They have risen to the challenge of these perilous times, and come out against excess CEO compensation. No doubt this means they’ll be hard on Iran.

Those mullahs are pulling down millions.