” Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because
G-d counts her tears.
The woman came out of a man’s rib. Not from his feet to be walked on.
Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal.
Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved.”

the only person being scammed appears to be you.

A coup with two powerful aspects. Money and voting bloc. Without the black vote the Democratic Party would suffer defeat, and the caucus made the most of this.

Hillary remains their threat, so anything goes regarding damaging her legacy in every way possible.

But the coup was totally executed by moving the DNC to Chicago to be ruled over by the Chicago political machine, and removing any DC power away from the party.

A sad and sorry story.

Wear a yellow rose to honor our right to vote as women, (which we have had for less than 100 years –Women’s right to vote amended to the U.S. Constitution 1920) and in protest of any and all party officials who maintain, we don’t matter!

A Historical reminder.

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Nashville, Tennessee: August 18, 1920
In the hot and muggy month of August 1920, a national drama brought its final and perhaps most spectacular act to Nashville. A year before on June 4, 1919, the U.S. Congress had voted to append thirty-nine words to the Constitution. Simple, straightforward words, but for all their brevity, they packed a punch. Nearly everyone who read them, or even heard about them, felt provoked to take a stand. Those thirty-nine words comprised the Nineteenth Amendment which, if ratified by thirty-six states, would give women the right to vote.

By August 1920, when the issue was to come before the Tennessee State Legislature, the amendment was one state shy of ratification. Thirty-five states had passed it. Despite the mere sliver of a margin that blocked ratification, the Suffragists and their supporters knew victory was not inevitable. Indeed, the Anti-Suffragists had good reason to hope that if Tennessee failed to pass the Nineteenth Amendment, the “Perfect Thirty-Six” would never be realized and the law would die. What ensued was a “war of the roses,” with its primary battle waged in Nashville during an oppressively hot August.

The town teemed with reporters from New York, Chicago, Washington, and Boston. Celebrities such as the national suffrage leader, Carrie Chapman Catt, traveled to Nashville to help spearhead the drive for ratification. She joined forces with one of the prominent Tennessee leaders, Anne Dallas Dudley, in organizing a strenuous female advocacy. Tennessee women from rural and urban backgrounds, different social classes, and different races worked together in writing letters, making speeches, and canvassing legislators. Despite their diversity, they were united under a single symbol: the yellow rose. Yellow roses, in fact, were in vogue in Nashville that summer. But so were red roses–the flower of choice for the Anti-Suffragists. Even the legislators “showed their colors” by wearing roses on their lapels.

Counting the number of red roses worn by the representatives, the Suffragists knew they were in trouble for the pending vote on August 18. By the roses, it appeared the amendment would be defeated 47 for and 49 against. In the first roll call, however, Rep. Banks Turner came over to the Suffragist’s side and the vote was deadlocked at 48 for and 48 against. The second roll was taken and the vote remained 48 to 48.

With wilted collars and frayed nerves, the legislators squared off for the third roll call. A blatant red rose on his breast, Harry Burn–the youngest member of the legislature–suddenly broke the deadlock. Despite his red rose, he voted in favor of the bill and the house erupted into pandemonium. With his “yea,” Burn had delivered universal suffrage to all American women. The outraged opponents to the bill began chasing Representative Burn around the room. In order to escape the angry mob, Burn climbed out one of the third-floor windows of the Capitol. Making his way along a ledge, he was able to save himself by hiding in the Capitol attic.

When tempers had cooled, Burn was asked to explain the red rose on his lapel and his “yellow-rose” vote. He responded that while it was true he was wearing a red rose, what people couldn’t see was that his breast pocket contained a telegram from his mother in East Tennessee. She urged him to do the right thing and vote in favor of the amendment. Governor A. H. Roberts signed the bill on August 24, 1920 and two days later, the Nineteenth Amendment became national law. One hundred and forty-four years after the Declaration of Independence, American women had earned the constitutional right to vote–thanks in large part to a woman named Febb Ensminger Burn and her son, Harry.

Some of the problem for me came from the amount of time I spent among the Obamaists at Daily Kos. Those people were vicious and every day, I would find myself asking, “are these people really Democrats?” In all my years, I don’t remember Democrats lashing into another national Democrat this way — at least not since Johnson in ‘68.

So, I’m having a major disconnect from them, posting here for the first time today after reading this site for several months, and making my first post-Hillary contribution — to this site. I need a voice badly right now and Susan and Larry (and Team) are the ones providing it for me. And, I now so regret past contributions to Daily Kos and Josh Marshall’s site. Never again.

I can think of different role models for my daughter.

MCCain 08-Never Obama

FYI, the Flint Journal, contrary to it’s location in the state, is a right-leaning rag.

I guess he chewed up Hillary , now his dogs amd the MSM are chewing on McCain.

Every time I remember that NARAL endorsed Obama instead of Hillary I need to take a few deep breaths.

It was disgusting.

Even if that doesn’t happen, I still think one great country tour where Bill talks about the campaign lessons would be fascinating for the public and pay off the debt plus more. I’m frankly hoping for that.

I’m convinced that Bill will do nothing to help Obama. Democratic party loyalty be damned. The common guy/gal in the party can see how the Clintons were trashed by the party. Fuck em’.

Let Obama recreate the party from scratch with his urban black youth. Let’s watch and see if they remember to show up on off-cycle years.

My anger is so deep now, and NQ has given expression to it, that I will be saving my Democratic contributions for websites like this, so that Susan and Larry and team (and all of the other PUMA sites) can try to rally enough Democratic superdelegates to stop this blasphemy against the party.

He’s been rude to her fundraisers, too.

There is no unity pony. PUMA is on track. Just Say No Deal is on track.

Obama screwed this up too badly to fix. The Democratic Party is dead.