So I wrote a piece about Hillary Clinton and the generally kneejerk opposition to her candidacy from the left blogophony.
The Vast Right Wing Conspiracy Against Hillary Clinton. On The Not-So-Vast Left Wing Blogophone.
A number of people read it and many of them commented. Some yea, some nay.
But one comment theme stood out.
We must vote our CONSCIENCE!!!
Oh Lord, where have I heard THIS meme before?
One particular poster summed it all up.
I quote the comment in its entirety.
Basing our votes on what Karl Rove is thinking.
Hmm…sounds a bit like that old “electability” meme. You know, the one that killed Dean in Iowa. The one that’s now advocated by the “maroons” over at Daily Kos.
Me, I prefer to vote for who I want to be President, not who Karl Rove likes least. The enemy of my enemy is not always my friend.
Read on for my reply.
Basing our votes on what Karl Rove is thinking?
Know thine enemy.
And then do what he does NOT want you to do.
Hmm…sounds a bit like that old “electability” meme? You know, the one that killed Dean in Iowa?
The media killed Dean in Iowa.
That and his lack of national political chops.
Bottom (political) line?
He wasn’t a good enough actor.
Me, I prefer to vote for who I want to be President, not who Karl Rove likes least.
Feel free.
The left has been doing that for 70+ years.
Keep it up. You may get to do your part in electing yet another in a long line of Republican presidents.
Again.
In the last 56 years, the U.S. has had a Democratic president for only 4 terms of office.
On purely partisan terms, the Dems are only batting about .285, the Rats .615.
Factor in LBJ’s involvement in the JFK coup (pre- or post assassination, I do not care), Jimmy Carter’s ineffectual last 2 years and Clinton’s crippled last 2 years, and that’s approximately 10 years of effective Dem leadership during that time.
Batting average down to .178.
And I will not even get into Dem presidents with a legislative majority.
The Dems are and have been an almost total failure since the impetus provided by FDR petered out at the end of Truman’s term.
Good work. fellas.
Keep on voting “your conscience”.
The Rats would LOVE you to do so.
The enemy of my enemy is not always my friend.
The enemy of your enemy is ALWAYS the enemy of your enemy, though.
Choose your enemies well. And your friends. A perfect ally in an ideological sense is not necessarily a good or POWERFUL ally.
I wish it were otherwise.
I wish a LOT of things were otherwise. In my weaker moments. But then I wake up. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride said my grandmother. The Dems have been beggars in America for almost 60 years. They have an unprecedented chance to take control of this country for quite possibly 16 years if they play their cards right. Eight years of Hillary Clinton and if she is successful…remember, in terms of economic, social AND international policies Bill Clinton WAS successful at a relatively high level of consistency (barring his unfortunate predilection for little sexual adventures)…plus if she is successful, eight years of her successor. (Especially if she and Barack Obama have the good sense to team up…something that sadly looks less and less likely to happen as they futilely bang upon one another in the primaries instead of ganging up on the Rats. This is not unexpected. After all…they ARE Democrats. You should be able to relate, you Hillary bashers..)
A possible sixteen years of Democratic rule.
Imagine the possibilities
Or, of course…more of the same.
I mean…at least you would continue to have something about which you could complain.
Business as usual, I guess.
The Dems tear each other a whole set of new assholes while the OLD assholes ride right back into power no matter how stupidly failed they may have been during the previous administration. And THIS administration has lived on a whole new level of failure.
I’m tellin’ ya, me bloggos…if the Dems fail this time, then short of a vital new political party arising out of the ashes…a possibility the odds of which happening I would give about 16 to 1 against…or a total societal collapse, this country is gone. Finito. Finished. Over and out. One great big Simpson’s episode without the laughs. An O. J. Simpson of countries. Time to move on out and start looking for ANOTHER people’s dream.
So…go the fuck ahead and vote “your conscience”. It’s the selfish thing to do. It’s the AMERICAN way. The way that the Rats have been encouraging for 56 years. DON’T look tactically. Only think of the big, pie in the sky picture.
Conscience Pie.
Dream on.
Dream on of your perfect world.
BE the victim again.
You.
Le Plat du Jour
The Blue Plate, Blue State Special.
YOU are what’s for dinner.
Later on this same poster wrote:
Another thought.
Let’s turn this on its head. If I were the Dem leadership right now, the Republican I’d least like to face would be Rudy Giuliani (or maybe McCain). Both because he’s moderate enough to take a great big bite out of the Left coalition, and because he’s an evil fuck who will stop at nothing to win.
Does that mean that all Republicans should vote for Giuliani, because that’s who I want least? Absolutely not. Giuliani would destroy the Republican Party, lead to the highest Constitution Party vote in a generation, and eviscerate the party infrastructure, leading to years of rule by the Dems.
Know how I know? Because that’s exactly what Clinton did to the Dems in 1992, after we nominated him using the same ill-advised, short-term logic you’re using to advise our nominating Hillary. Just ask 2000 Nader voters how they would have felt about the Democrats had Paul Tsongas, Tom Harkin, or Jerry Brown won the nomination in 1992, and I think you’ll be surprised at the response.
Unbelievable.
Had Paul Tsongas, Tom Harkin, or Jerry Brown won the Dem nomination in 1992, the Dems would have been without a President for 8 more years than they already HAVE been!!! And I LIKE Jerry Brown’s whole act. A lot. But he could not have been elected in America in 1992 even if he managed to levitate during a debate and feed the whole audience on bread, fishes and Big Macs.
Wake the fuck UP!!!
The viciously brilliant right wing cartoonist Al Capp knew you people well when he invented the Shmoo during the post W.W. II years.
The Shmoo loved to be eaten and tasted like any food desired. Anything that delighted people delighted a Shmoo. Fry a Shmoo and it came out chicken. Broil it and it came out steak. Shmoo eyes made terrific suspender buttons. The hide of the Shmoo if cut thin made fine leather and if cut thick made the best lumber. Shmoo whiskers made splendid toothpicks. The Shmoo satisfied all the world’s wants. You could never run out of Shmoon (plural of Shmoo) because they multiplied at such an incredible rate. The Shmoo believed that the only way to happiness was to bring happiness to others. Li’l Abner discovered Shmoos when he ventured into the forbidden Valley of the Shmoon, against the frantic protestations of Ol’ Man Mose. “Shmoos,” he warned, “is the greatest menace to hoomanity th’ world has evah known.” “Thass becuz they is so bad, huh?” asked Li’l Abner. “No, stupid,” answered Mose, hurling one of life’s profoundest paradoxes at Li’l Abner. “It’s because they’re so good!”
Ironically, the lovable and selfless Shmoos ultimately brought misery to humankind because people with a limitless supply of self-sacrificing Shmoos stopped working and society broke down. Seen at first as a boon to humankind, they were ultimately hunted down and exterminated to preserve the status quo. (Thought extinct after the 1948 adventure, one Shmoo always seemed to escape to Dogpatch’s Valley of the Shmoon to form a new colony and a later plot revival by Capp)
Remember the Shmoo?
That nice little animal that would happily jump into a frying pan and cook itself up if Li’l Abner got hungry?
And good ol’ Li’l Abner…why he’d jes’ CRY HIS EYES OUT over the plights in which them good-hearted little things so often found themselves.
Until of course he got…
…hungry.
You’re just another buncha Shmoos, folks.
Shmoon.
In the eyes of the Rat hustlers.
Justa buncha Shmoon.
Wake the fuck up.
Or…go jump from the present frying pan RIGHT into the fire.
I am beginning to not give much of a shit one way or another. This coming Dem meltdown…if it happens…will be the last one in which I have any interest whatsoever.
Sorry. That WILL be all she wrote.
And I will have to go live somewhere else.
Last shot, baby.
This is your last shot.
HILLARY CLINTON is your last shot.
Take it or leave it.
All’s I can do is point out the facts of the matter.
Go ahead and fuck it up this time.
Shmoo City.
And the fire this time.
Watch.
Later…
AG
