Our Three Party System
Call them "Republicans" no more.
Anyone who is still in denial regarding the future of the Grand Old Party should take note. It's becoming clearer-by-the-day that if the Republican nominee in 2016 is not the mentally ill extremist of the Tea Party's liking they will mount a third party uprising - which is what they have effectively already done. Their argument is that defeating that evil, KNEE-GROW Marxist should have been a foregone conclusion. They failed to take back the Executive Mansion because (GET THIS!) Mitt Romney was too Liberal. That's right, boys and girls! The man who accused forty-seven percent of the American people of being a conspiracy of Communists, beggars and thieves was too much of a bomb-throwing lefty for these assholes. Life is good.
What is happening is that the conservatives are virtually guaranteeing that on Inauguration Day 2017 - for the first time since 1857 - one Democratic administration will hand over the reigns of power to another Democratic administration. Although preferable to the alternative scenario, this is not necessarily "good" news. While there is still a molecule of hope for the Dems, there is still too much corruption and incompetence within the structure of that party too make any of us comfortable. Elizabeth Warren and Sherrod Brown are the happy exceptions to a very nasty rule. They used to be the party of Franklin Roosevelt. Today it is hard not to think of them as the party of Chuck Schumer. Bad vibes abound.
But the essential fact is that the GOP has become virtually unelectable on a national scale. George W. Bush is the last Republican who will ever call the White House "home". How could it have possibly come to this? How could a political party founded by the generation of Abraham Lincoln have fallen this low? What the hell happened?
The mortal wound was self-inflicted. In the mid-sixties they began to court the overtly racist Dixiecrats who fled the Democrats en masse after the passage of the Voting and Civil Rights Acts. Fifteen years later, after the nomination of Ronald Reagan, they started to woo the terminally brain-damaged. That is why that disgusting party today finds itself festering in an ideological sewer. They were bound to end up in a bad place. It's such an amusing thing to watch the spectacle of people like Karl Rove trying desperately to kill this Frankenstein monster that they helped create. These really are interesting times.
What we are facing is the dawn of a three-party age: One party is right/center/left, the other leans far to the right (there are no more "moderate" Republicans), and the third leans so extremely to the right that it is in danger of falling off the face of the earth. This bodes well, obviously, for the Democrats. Although the Republicans may survive for a few years in the congress and in Statehouses here and there, as a national party they're through - finis - KAPUT.
IT'S CURTAINS, ROCKY!
|Randy and Teddy|
At their 1948 convention, when the liberal wing of the Democratic party dared to demand that a comprehensive Civil Rights amendment be included in the party's platform, Old Strom and the racist Dixiecrats who used to control that party walked out and ran Thurmond as the "States' Rights" candidate. Don't be too surprised if something similar occurs in 2016.
Whatever happens in two years, I am certain of this: As delightfully twisted as the 2012 Republican primaries were, 2016 is going to be the icing on the cake. If I never live to see another campaign season I just want to make it to that one. Watching that disgusting party destroy itself these past ten years has been more fun than I think I've ever had in my life.
Sometimes I've got to pinch myself. I really do!
Sorry for the long pause, folks. We've been just a tad distracted recently. Thank you to Linda Madon for inspiring to come out of dreamland and write something.
I'm a little melancholy on this chilly January morning. Our neighbor across the river, Pete Seeger, has died. In a little over three months he would have turned ninety-five. A good run - a very good run - and a life nobly and beautifully lived.
This Land Is Your Land
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me....
If anyone is looking for me today, cup your ear and follow the sound of Pete's voice. That's where you'll find me.