Anyone older than thirty has probably seen the classic Peanuts cartoon of Charlie Brown and Lucy enacting the football fake. Lucy tells Charlie Brown that she’ll hold the football for him to kick but when he is running full throttle and just winding up his leg to kick, she pulls it away and he lands on his back in confusion, pain and despair. And the most horrible part is that this is the hundredth time that Charlie Brown has fallen for Lucy’s assurance that this time it will be different. Schulz must have modeled this plot on Republican politicians and their voters. The stupid party, and stupid refers to the voters not the grifters they vote for, have been falling for the football fake for about sixty years.
But hallelujah, for some of us at least, the game is over. I don’t want to hear about the Supreme Court, balancing the budget or making the world safe for democracy. All I want is revenge. The only thing that will get me to the ballot box is voting out any Republican weasel that has stabbed us in the back. I’d vote for an avowed cannibal if it meant I could banish Mitt Romney to the company of Salt Lake City Californians. Hell, I’d vote for Caligula if I could see Liz Cheney deprived of a paycheck and forced to get a job as a DMV clerk.
Let’s face it, we live under a Uni-Party. Giving it two names allows the actors to stage the little puppet show theater spectacle that they put on for our benefit. Mitch McConnell and Kevin McCarthy strut around waving their hands and then breathlessly report back to us on their efforts. They admonish us to send more money and vote harder so that they can take back the Senate and the House in 2022 and finally make the world safe for mom, apple pie and the good old traditional Republican sodomites instead of these new-fangled, communist transgendered kind. Once you’ve seen behind the curtain the only objective is figuring out how to expose the puppet’s strings so that the rest of the audience can share in the joke.
Here’s an example. Liz Cheney is a neocon. She hates Donald Trump because he knocked out Jeb Bush and prevented her from getting some cushy job in the Bush III administration’s intelligence apparatus back in 2017. So instead, she’s dependent on the voters of Wyoming whom she despises to get her re-elected every two years. Kevin McCarthy knows this but he gave her cover after she voted against President Trump in the Impeachment Show. She should have been pulled out of her leadership spot. Who knows, maybe letting her take a kick in the pants might even have allowed her to apologize to the voters back home, gotten re-elected and rethought her place in the world. But McCarthy’s loyalty is to the system and Liz Cheney has connections to the system that are just as strong as his, maybe stronger, so he caved.
Now my loyalties are to normal people trying to make a living and raise their kids. They are being assaulted on every side by every elitist run institution and by their camp followers in the managerial and bureaucratic establishments. A Republican politician’s only motivation should be doing every single thing in his power to break the stranglehold these institutions have over his constituents’ lives. If it’s not then he is just part of the problem. And because he is flying under a false flag, he should be treated as all traitors are, with swift justice. It’s the only way to discourage traitors.
So, there you have it. We’re in no position to dream about the promised land where everything is run by our side and progressives are cast into the outer darkness and have to live on Styrofoam packing peanuts and wall paper glue. Progressives run everything and our party is made up of finks and crooks. But at least some of us know it.
And because we know what’s what, we can at least stop making our enemies our “leaders.” We can at least withhold consent from those who hate us. And maybe just maybe we’ll find some men who actually will help us. Looking at the history of these things, it’ll probably be a Caesar. He’ll want a lot. But at this point I don’t think it could be any worse than what we have now. I’m willing to roll the dice.
So, let’s say this is an optimist’s take. At least now I won’t be kicking at any imaginary footballs.