I wrote the
previous post on Wednesday. Today, the
day after election, the nightmare is real.
The GOOP could hold on to the Senate and the White House. The House majority is diminished and we are
losing seats where we thought we were safe.
I apologize
for the grim projections of last week.
Nothing worse than taking credit for
bad news. In a world where
killing the messenger is a thing, I should kill myself. I tried very hard to brighten my mood over the weekend and nearly
succeeded. Then I saw a clip on Facedbook
of the presnut on the campaign trail. I started
getting Harry Truman vibes. Giv'em
Hell Harry! The presnut on the campaign trail, adoring crowds screaming
love and devotion and Kill the Liberals.
Then there was the all-too effective advertisement for the presnut running during the Bills
game. It showed Biden in a speech from
his law and order days talking about the crime bill. Protect grandma and put them all in jail
forever. The commercial left no doubt
who the people getting locked up were.
Thousands of black people, especially black men, watch NFL games every
week. Truth, if I were black I don't know if I could have brought myself to
vote for Biden. I had a hard time talking
my privileged white self into it. This commercial took some of the glow off the
weekend. It seems to have done what it
was intended to do.
We won't win
another election until we either get a lot smarter or the GOOP turns the world
into a shitpie. It's likely the later will
happen before the former.
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