You’re With Who?
This was not a good week for people who had hoped to see a woman become the next President of the United States.
Their candidate, the one they shamelessly were “with” despite her sordid track-record of war-making and bribe-taking, was proven to be a serial liar with poor judgment at best and callous disregard for the law at worst. Their candidate, the one they praised for her “experience” and “intelligence,” was proven to be a national embarrassment. Their candidate was exposed as a bumbling fraud – again. But unlike Benghazi (a matter about which she appears to have lied under oath) and Bosnia (in which her tall-tale fabricating was refuted by video evidence), this time the American electorate seems to be paying attention.
When the Empress wears no clothes, everyone watches, hideous though the spectacle may be.
Her apologists will look for someone else to blame. But let’s be clear: The downfall of the “presumptive” nominee for the Democratic Mafia is not the product of a right-wing conspiracy, or a media hoax, or old-fashioned misogyny. This downfall is
entirely self-made. What’s happening to her campaign – and what will continue to happen until she withdraws – is karmically inevitable, the inescapable conclusion when enough light is shined on the dark and dingy corners where moral squalor and financial plunder grow like mold. When you and your husband are at the head of a global money-laundering operation that does business with the lowest scoundrels on the planet, dictators and tyrants who oppress women and torture dissidents, folks will eventually figure out that you don’t really have their best interests at heart. (Even if you don’t hold a press conference for more than 8-months.) Sometimes it just takes a few video clips to catalyze the cleansing.
How painful it must be to be confronted with incontrovertible evidence that the candidate you’ve stood behind, the one you’ve proclaimed to be most in line with your values, has no credibility. (She is literally “not to be believed.”) How demoralizing to realize that despite enjoying every advantage imaginable over a “fringe” opponent your candidate unilaterally rendered herself un-electable merely by being herself.
Rather than bask in schadenfreude, we’re trying to be compassionate. We’re trying to imagine, for example, if Bernie Sanders were proven to be an embezzler — that all those $27 donations were going to fund his casino gambling debts and Vicodin habit. We progressives would be devastated, dumbstruck, depressed. Now, imagine you’re one of the many celebrities and private prison lobbyists and podcasters and café owners and Los Angeles City Councilmembers in CD4 who have publicly and passionately declared allegiance to HRC. How must it feel? You’ve said “I’m With Her.” And now the whole world knows who you stand beside, and they can see her stain upon you.
We imagine it feels terrible, as all betrayals do. And for that we’re truly sorry.
We’re thrilled, however, that Madame Presumed has clarified the choice between she and Bernie Sanders. The difference in their integrity is Yin to Yang. Bernie is honesty incarnate. Bernie is truth. (Now try reading the last two sentences with her name; as Jesus Quintana once said, “it’s laughable.”) Fortunately, there’s still time to get on the right side of history. We’re hopeful that our brothers and sisters momentarily lost in the dark will soon join us in the light, on the beautiful path toward social, economic, racial, gender, environmental and political justice.
We’re on our way. The transformation has begun. And here’s the good news for all the voters who are late to the party, Superdelegates and Hillbillies alike: we’ve got room for you, too. When Bernie Sanders is President, the United States of America will have one rule of law for every citizen regardless of color or wealth, and every citizen will enjoy the dignity and responsibility of recognizing that we’re all in this together.