You don’t see that a lot with Democrats. I dunno, maybe they just don’t have the money or the funding. Maybe they don’t kiss ass enough. Maybe they’re kissing the wrong ass.
I can’t help but think they’ve decided they’ve been kissing the wrong asses (working people) and now are doing a classic switcheroo to kiss the ass of the same asses that are being kissed.
Confused? Me too, but I’ve gotten better at wading through the mass hypocrisy and hysteria that is political confusion by being hyper-vigilant for the past few months (AKA, a pain in the ass).
There’s no message, and the Democrats have no national leader. Everyone’s waiting around to ride the coattails of Hillary into office in 2016, and I’ve got news for you…the emperor has no clothes.
That’s it, that’s all there is to it – the person waving the flag nationally for the Democratic Party has no plan, has no message, and has no idea how to get elected.
Or am I the only one who remembers her getting steamrolled in 2008? Oh, that’s right – those wounds haven’t healed yet, so let’s not talk about that.
See, there’s a lot of skeletons in the closet and let’s not even get into the dirty laundry. Do you really want to be riding those coattails?
It’s incredibly frustrating, laughable almost.
It’s a shame, it’s a damn shame, to just give up the country like that. But that’s what Democrats have done…mainly by their insistence upon doing nothing at all.
What a ramshackle and rickety affair we’ve got here, and I wouldn’t expect it go to away anytime soon.
Message, folks – we need a message. And for that we need a messenger. Waiting for Iowa for that is much too late.