I'm not a DKos long-timer. I've never been to a convention or met any of you in person.
So you won't care if I go.
It is clearly time. I'm trying to figure out why we aren't all standing on the steps of the Capitol singing the Battle Hymn of the Republic at the top of our voices, and wmtriallawyer has the choir apologizing for even trying to find a subtle harmonic.
But I wanted to leave a small tidbit for you.
So, just a tidbit, below.
In Honor of wmtriallawyer
by va gentlewoman
We on the Democratic side are being taught by our leaders this time exactly how the Republicans got their folks to leave the reality-based universe.
Eat your carrots.
Mom I hate carrots.
They aren't carrots.
I hate carrots and they look like carrots.
They aren't carrots, eat them.
They smell like carrots, Mom.
They aren't carrots, eat them. One taste.
Promise they aren't carrots?
No, they aren't carrots, go ahead.
Mom they taste like carrots!
No they don't. See, you don't like carrots and you ate those.
Bye, everyone. Enjoy the carrots.