No Steps Forward More Steps Back
So Chuck Schumer is in as senate minority leader. Wall Street trollop and AIPAC waterboy. Nancy Pelosi……establishment queen. Sheezus, fuck me. Nevermind that democrats just got the shit kicked out of them because the entire electorate just vehemently rejected the kind of crap these sycophants of the gilded serve at the pleasure of.
Goddamnit America.
Like Bernie Sanders and Tim Ryan don’t make more sense in the context of what just happened. Like Keith Ellison doesn’t make more sense than the big pharma lobbyist Howard Dean.
Unbelievable.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, little lord Trump grants audience to every establishment GOP hump along with every white nationalist hack. From a golden throne he presides, pitting traditional party jackasses against paranoid conspiracy enthusiasts from the confines of his eponymous tower, over cage matches of Romanesque proportion and consequence.
The president elect is gleefully forcing insects to fight it out in a jar for positions in his cabinet. In between these matches, he’s burning ants with a magnifying glass from the ant farm of second string wannabees he’s corralled and collected for entertainment and aggrandizement.
Goddamn America.
Unbelievable.
I’ll paraphrase Bernie Sanders from the other day. When we elect the least popular candidate to ever run for president and still lose the senate and the house, democrats have a motherfucking problem.
If only James Comey and the entire FBI hadn’t colluded with the Russians and Julian Assange along with Jill Stein and Gary Johnson to thwart the foregone coronation of Hillary by the DNC.
If only.
Unbelievable.
There’s a glut of democrat smoke signals willing for cooperation with the Trump monarchy. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Progressives have but one option in this shit storm. Oppose. Resist. With august ferocity. Not just for the enemy but for democrats who insist this storm isn’t of their of our own device.
There’s a dearth of democratic leaders taking responsibility for all things Hillary and their own shit show.
The democratic party is a parody of itself. Donald Trump is not is not a republican. The republican party is a joke. Trump is the punchline. America is in desperate need of a new political religion.
I volunteer for messiah. I would run for congress. My platform would be $174k a year is enough. I understand the insurance is bomb. For the salary, pension and benefits I’d be more than willing to vote for the people every time. On every issue. I wouldn’t take a dime from special interests. I would be absolutely faithful to my constituents.
I would go so far as to create an online platform for you, my constituents, on every single vote I’m scheduled for and vote according to poll results.
I would rant on the floor with all available impropriety and righteous bluster whenever possible.
I’m gonna need staff for that cool knot in my tie because I have no goddamn idea how to do that. I’ll need some help with procedures and rules and IT and stuff. I’ll never leave Washington because I’ll never campaign.
If the people aren’t happy, they can fire me by electing someone else.
If we like each other enough, maybe I’ll run for the senate.
I will take long lunches and sleep in whenever I can.
Otherwise, I’m yours.
What say you?
Drinks for my friends.
No words.
Yes, I do have words.
I am a far left liberal.
I am not interested in Third Way or Blue Dog Democrats.
Nor am I interested in a party that bends so far right, they can kiss their own asses.
Hillary Clinton didn’t lose because of Stein or Johnson. She lost because she didn’t have the support of enough Democrats and Independents.
THIS IS ONE OF YOUR BETTER PIECES. I LIKE THE IDEA OF YOU GOING TO WASHINGTON, YOU’VE GOT THE HAIR. BRING BACK ROCK AND ROLL TO IT’S GLORY DAYS, YOU KNOW DYLAN, NEIL YOUNG, HOT TUNA?
Who would’ve ever thought our president would have an office and a gold plated bedroom in an eponymous tower.