I’ve been sifting through the various analyses and post-mortems, and I don’t know that I have anything insightful to say that others haven’t said better. Also, I just don’t have the energy. I think it’s clear from what I have had to say in recent years – and I have said it in various forms more times than I can recall – that I am incredibly disenchanted with the Democratic Party in its current incarnation. Anytime the best thing I can muster to say about you is that you’re not quite as bad as the Republicans, you know the bar can’t be set a lot lower without bringing in a backhoe.
In Colorado, for instance, am I happy about Cory Gardner? Hardly. Do I understand how people like me might have been underwhelmed by Vichy Democrat Mark Udall? Yeah, I do. Do I get why you wouldn’t want to knock on doors or man a phone bank or write a check for this FISA-loving illegal drone-surveillance pimp? Hell, I admire your commitment to the cause if you drove a block out of your way to vote for him.
We’ve had some issues through the years with Colorado’s BiParticrat Senator, Mark Udall. He’s worked hard to cultivate a reputation as a guy who’s looking after our civil liberties, and his chief tactic in doing so has been
an insistence on no-nonsense, pro-rights policya nigh-Cirque du Soleil-esque commitment to misdirection, sleight-of-hand, obfuscation, backpedaling, smoke-blowing, singing in tongues and tapdancing. Recall, if you will, his silver-tongued bullshittery back in 2008 when I wrote him about his anti-Constitutional collaboration with the Bush administration over FISA. I don’t know who his Propagandist-in-Chief is, but his/her gift for doublespeak could, in a month or two, transform Charlie Sheen and Paris Hilton into poster children for abstinence.
We all want to believe in something, to believe that our efforts are making things better. And trying to keep them from getting worse, that’s not the same thing. Not practically, and certainly not emotionally. After a certain period of time I think we all grow weary of supporting the lesser of two evils. And that might as well be the Dems’ new motto: vote for us – we’re the lesser evil!
I just keep thinking that progressives need a Tea Party of our own. The Dems need to be hijacked from the left and forced to dance to Woody Guthrie tunes until their feet fall off.
If only we had the kind of cash those “grassroots” groups tripped over right after Obama got elected….