Convention Blues

Bland, Insipid, and Autocratic: The Democrats' Convention Portends a Bleak Future

I didn’t plan on writing today, but I made the mistake of watching some convention news, so here’s a gripe.

Jimmy Dore's coverage of the Democratic National Convention was an especially depressing and sobering spectacle. Simmering underneath it all was fear and a desperate hope that continuing to lie to oneself would make everything better. Dread and fear and loathing. Every day, Hunter S Thompson's reference to Kierkegaard makes more and more sense to me. That's the foundation -- an unconscious awareness that all is lost.

I strongly suspect this facade will hold, and I seriously doubt people will start fighting back. I think the next couple of decades are going to be hell, a drab hell, living with Democratic fascism and forever war, or Republican fascism and forever war. People are cowed, and if you ask a straight question, almost all of them immediately regurgitate some nonsense they heard from WaPo or cable news. Dore talked to the spokesperson for a group of Ukrainian high school activists demanding continued support for the war. They didn't know anything about their own recent history -- the Minsk Accords, the Maidan coup, the Azov Battalion -- all Russian propaganda, apparently.

Glad she cleared that up.

Here's a novel idea: Since everyone is terrified that the wrong vote might mean something terrible happens, like Harris or Trump becoming president, then just don't vote. Remove yourself from the equation, because major party presidential elections are meaningless anyway. Especially on the Democratic side where the candidate was chosen via fiat. Harris wasn't elected by anyone. You have no choice.

Well, I guess you do have a choice: you can vote for RED Genocide and Forever War or you can vote for BLUE Genocide and Forever War.

So here’s AOC, getting an insanely excited herd of blue dogs to actually chant her name. She did exactly what she was supposed to do. It’s a page right out of the Obama playbook: They dangle before us an intelligent woman of color who talks like she’s Eugene Debs, but she turns out to be just a sheepherder for a right-wing Democratic Party.

Then she comes to Congress and breaks every promise she made.

This is your next president. They’re banking on a proven formula.

Today I got my new T-shirt in the mail. It matches my FB logo. I think I’ll wear it every day until the election on November 5th, if for no other reason than to be that asshole who reminds everyone they’re voting for Genocide.

If I die getting beaten to death by a MAGA kook or a Russiagater, it will have been worth it.

Not a bad way to go.