I've been commenting this evening on a Facebook thread regarding what the Dems did right or wrong last year.
[Sorry. This is wide ranging, and entirely train of thought.]
I'm
agitated. I've been screaming for years that except for '92 and '08,
the DNC absolutely SUCKS at marketing itself. Over and over
again I'm proven correct.
- They take the high road.
- They talk logic, science and fact.
- They express compassion ... empathy, even.
With the exception of the two cycles cited above, they fail miserably every time.
What
they just don't understand is that reason and lack of hyperbole just
doesn't play in a room where everyone on the other side is strapped with
a gun belt, an ankle holster, brass knuckles, a set of throwing
knives in the small of their backs and a shotgun tucked in their horse's saddle.
War,
bare-knuckle brawling, football, hockey, dog fighting, dance moms and
real housewives ... these are things that figuratively raise the roof
among the basest of the base. Trump capitalized on these innate traits
to great success, taking the #winning GOP "routine" to an entirely new
level.
The
Dems have been serving high tea with an accompanying string trio while
reading the words on a PowerPoint of tables and charts interspersed with
images of polar bears on outsized, floating ice cubes.
We
as a people are best served if BHO goes full-on equality in his post
presidency. Get real. Get focused. Get rude! Get back to that activism
that washed you into office in the first place. Earn that Peace Prize.
We as a people are best served if the DNC learns to Play. The. Damned. "Game."
I don't like that they have to go there, but they'll continue to get their clock cleaned unless they do.
I don't want to live in a theocracy centered around a "2,000-year-old" book, a 600-year-old book or a 70-year-old book.
I
want to live on a planet where people respect and appreciate each other
for their skills and talents and work ethic no matter what they look,
dress, sound or smell like. A world where people aren't consumed by
myths of imaginary beings or by real beings credited with imaginary
myths.
Can we please just stop fucking fighting one another and cast a vote on more than one issue ... please?
Seriously,
who can legitimately deny that we are in a Death Spiral of Hatred?
Party affiliation? Social networks? Families under the same roof?
Debate is healthy.
We don't debate any longer.
Our lines are drawn. Our sides solidified.
"I am right. You are wrong. Period."
What the fuck is wrong with our collective wiring?
My personal echo chamber predicts these next couple of years will be a shit show of domestic and foreign policy.
I can't disagree. History tells me I cannot.
So tell me this, you liberals who think I'm conservative and you conservatives who think I am a ripe, red socialist: How do we fix this?
Ancillary question: Do you even *want* to fix this? Or would you prefer the status quo of vile hatred and infighting?
Tell me why. Truly, I want to understand.
Tell me what you -- in that office, in support of that individual *in* that office, white, brown, black or orange -- what would *you* do ...
... to fix this mess we face?
[Yes, I am watching BHO speak right now. He is not hitting it out of the park, yet. I look forward to a strong conclusion.]
Peace and love.
Tell me what you -- in that office, in support of that individual *in* that office, white, brown, black or orange -- what would *you* do ...
... to fix this mess we face?
[Yes, I am watching BHO speak right now. He is not hitting it out of the park, yet. I look forward to a strong conclusion.]
Peace and love.
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