One of the most inexplainable, mind-boggling and scientifically incalculable phenomenons in the world today just may be the unfracturable support of the base for Donald J Trump. We scan the Universe over, day in and day out, that maybe, oh just maybe, this little tidbit here or that little tidbit there allows us to read the tea leaves that said tide of support is, finally, THIS TIME FINALLY, turning even a little. It’s a frustrating existence to spend any time in this theater, if you’ve spent any time there at all.
However, if you are indeed in this theater with me, I offer to you a particularly interesting Tea Leaf in the form of an editorial of dissent. What begins below is a seemingly benign admission from a couple of former “Red State” bloggers of their displeasure of the current assimilation of the blog behind Cheeto Chucky:
In 2015, before the Republican tide shifted to a near-complete acceptance of a politically inexperienced reality star playboy as the post-Obama savior, RedState stayed the course.
Unfortunately, though we continue to appreciate the hard work of our writing colleagues and hold great respect for most of them, we are no longer proud to write under the banner of RedState.
Dating back to John Kerry and the 2004 election I’ve been hanging around DKos now and again, especially around election time. Back then, at least, I recall considering the website blog “Red State” sort of an equal and opposite entity to Daily Kos: it was a member-based content aggregator started by an individual blogger trying to make a political difference on one side or other of the political fence. I have since lost track of what the site had become because, in my mind anyway, it’s probably just another example of a bunch of deuchebags carrying water for Trump.
It is unremarkable for me to think that because, well, I’m not on their side of the fence. But what is remarkable is when THEY SAY IT. It’s truly an amazing experience for me to see what people “on the other side” really think when the fraud they’ve been perpetuating finally cracks. For example:
[Red State owner] Salem Media, a company that targets “audiences interested in Christian and family-themed content and conservative values,” threw its full support behind Donald Trump, a thrice-married lying philanderer who utilized bankruptcy laws and debt to con tenants and contractors out of their money.
Ahhhhh…. it’s so refreshing isn’t it? to read this and experience a moment of unadulterated truth coming from the very heart and soul of those who perpetuated the Big Lie the loudest.
We have to read that just one more time because it’s so great: “Donald Trump is a thrice-married lying philanderer who utilized bankruptcy laws and debt to con tenants and contractors out of their money.”
Yea. No fucking shit. You know, we’ve been saying this all along so…. I TOLD YOU SO? How about: WE WERE RIGHT. How about: OK, now what are we going to do about it. Now, I’m not a conservative Christian. I know a few that are and they often have several more than two ex-wives. That hypocrisy means nothing to me, because, well, to each their own and I hope everyone finds happiness no matter the path and the difficulty of the task. But when you elect someone that openly violates your own truths that you hold dear, what do you fucking expect to see happen?
This is what one may be able to call ice fracturing. It’s the exact moment when you are glaring fearfully at the impenetrable Ice Mountain, then a crack appears and you realize it’s actually was just a bunch of water after all. I look for these cracks because it’s all I’ve got right now. Between the Dumpster Fire in the big chair, to the gerrymandered state legislatures, to the children being shot in schools (and innocent women in banks, killed execution style, but we don’t talk about this anymore), to the beer-pong raping judges who get to decide, for life ironically, what women can do with their bodies, there is really just no glimmer of hope for someone like me when I look around and see this ASSHOLE and his MINIONS having no fracture in their lovefest for each other whatsoever.
So when I do see it, I embrace it. I pray for a Big Thaw, that perhaps it is time the Universe gives it to us.
But to temper expectations, I am under no delusion whatsoever that Dump and his Russian-assisted mouth piece minions will have no problem assimilating the base come election time, with the usual customary abject wall-based racism and other various methods of fomenting hatred between them and their fellow American citizens they are being told are the enemy. But this editorial is refreshing, in at least some small, comforting way; that maybe, oh just maybe, between the pussy grabbing, the contractor stiffing, the porn-starism, the no-dog-whistles needed, outright unmitigated racism dating to the New York Times full page ad condemning innocent black children to death, and the absolute and complete and total global criminal-enterprise fraud that is the current Russian-elected president* of the once-great United States of America, just maybe, there are some that are starting to see a different light.
It’s nice for me to hear, even if it’s just a little bit from an obscure, worthless right winger blogger, that these assholes at least have some doubt about this nightmare situation they’ve bludgeoned us with.