Let’s Not Forget Why We’re Here, Okay?

cross-posted from Lady Boomer NYC

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Remember what this election was supposed to be? This was the shoo-in year for the Democrats. This was the year that they couldn’t make a mistake. Why, with a disastrous war that most Americans think is wrong, that is robbing our economy and killing more innocents than bad guys, making enemies because we’re so reckless, how could they possibly lose?

But once again, my Party found a way to shoot themselves in the foot.

The DNC, which by the way is a private company with no obligation to keep its word about anything, willfully decided to pass over the most qualified candidate, Senator Hillary Clinton. After this decision, they did everything they could to sabotage her receiving the nomination. Every time she had a big win, they trotted out another new super endorsement. Now a feckless cult-of-personality, cute-smile guy, who bullied his way to the top and incessantly rails against people, has tricked others into thinking he has anything at all to do with hope.

Haven’t you ever been played before? At first, the guy tells you you’re the hottest this ‘n that, things escalate. You think he sees you, that he thinks you’re special. You think he’s your soulmate only to find out that he’s got another whole life, girlfriend, wife, etc. The reason it’s so hard to accept is that you bought it so completely. And what you bought was the part where you felt seen.

So this cute guy smiles and sidles up to you. He says you’re cool, but not those other people, they’re not cool — they wear Gucci loafers, are bad dads, tote guns, and don’t speak French or Spanish. He weasels his bad opinions into your ear with humor. He gets you to laugh at the others. It must be okay, because the minister preaches it to his members, “Look at those fools!” And they howl with laughter.

What’s new school about that? What’s unifying about that? What’s different about that person than the snobs who wouldn’t talk to you in high school? What’s different about that behavior than the hate promoted by dictators speaking in large stadiums to adulating crowds?

All through my life, I have attended services of many congregations and denominations, including white and black, Jewish, Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, and many, many more. I’ve never gone to a place that preached hate. If I went once, I’d never return. What’s uplifting about preaching hatefulness, and isn’t that a subtle form of violence? When I go to temple or to meditate, I go because I want to be uplifted, to reach higher—not stoop lower.

I thought only my people did that, you know, kvetch and kvetch about what they don’t like. (Oh, I kid.) Isn’t it easier to complain rather than come up with a genuine plan or an original idea? And the folly of it all, is that’s how he eliminated Hillary—just kept pushing a meme: she was this or that, blah, blah, blah.

Meanwhile, Hillary kept saying what she would do. The more she did that, the more that real citizens began to listen and follow her. Why? Because understanding a problem in-depth, and providing an actual compassionate solution IS Hope! When you actually listen to people, and they feel heard, it improves their mood (and yours), and they feel hopeful. Just like you thought the player did, but the player had nothing inside, was hollow, and in the end, deserted you. In the end, the player just moved on to next, because it really was always about him, not about you anyway. So what do you think? Have you been played? From the blogosphere:

You know, I defended that f–ker.

That’s about all I can say, because anything else is going to be incoherent babbling and profanity-laced. And for everyone who told me I should have backed Clinton, you’re right.

But that’s not really the bad part. No it’s not really about you or me or Hillary. The bad part is that while Obama complains and talks about more stuff he doesn’t like, soldiers and innocents still die every day in Iraq. The bad part is that every day he procrastinates having a plan, he betrays the people who are losing homes, savings, and hopes of a stable future. The bad part is that, while this joke of a nominee and the power-grabbing Dems who supported him book a stadium and even try for the Brandenburg gate, they push to have Hillary Clinton sweep up their crumbs. The bad part is this spineless candidate and his enablers have robbed, robbed the people of this country a means by which they could have improved it, kept it from its apparent slow death.

Make you mad? Make you sad? Make you sick? That is precisely why we continue our protest. We cannot give up. We must keep moving forward, make our voices heard, and claim what is our right by vote of the people: the nomination of Hillary Clinton our President. We’ve all been working so hard, but our job is made increasingly easier by the repeated unconscious blunders of a candidate who, although he plays it real cool, really doesn’t have a clue.

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I’ve witnessed all your suffering
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms