Wow, I haven’t seen Democratic infighting since…the last primaries.
So glad to see that the same 150 people, or rather unique usernames, are here duking it out where it’s nice and warm in front of your almighty computer screens. Oops…hide that other window quick before mom catches you looking at dirty political videos! Do you really think anyone gives half a rat’s ass about what you think or say? Well, they don’t, because you’re not like ‘the voters’ because you pay attention. Maybe Stone is falling because he’s too old or too busy…okay, maybe just too old…to open new email accounts and use them to buy stock in himself. Maybe Naisy is winning because her people only know how to do this and sport snazzy yellow condom hats; seriously, please don’t come back to my door unless you want to be laughed off the porch. Maybe Salman is losing because he’s actually losing. Maybe Greg’s stock is falling because his people are too busy whining about yard signs and waffling on debate appearances to buy more of it. But one thing is sure: the only people who discuss or read such things on the blogs (this and all the others) have already made up their minds, so why not take a step out of the echochamber.
Just in case you’ve been sitting there for as long as I’m guessing you have, I’ll try to ease you into it — it’s five below, the Bears lost the SuperBowl, and — oh, yeah — there’s an election going on out there. Not in here, out there…
Out there where voters care about the superficial more than they do the facts. Salman assaulted a man and threatened to stab him in the ass, what else do you need to know? Naisy failed to get Asians included in minority contracts when it was her only job to advocate for them at City Hall, and the ‘poor immigrant story’ rings hollow from someone who lived in a condo her parents bought for her while she attended Loyola. Greg has only lived in the ward 7 years and has no kids, so what does he know or care about our schools? And Stone…ohhh, Berny…The Wall. The Vyrdoliak 29. The napping. The pay raises. The shakedowns, the intimidation, the neglect. You suck, old man. One of these folks is going to retire you before you have the chance to install your daughter, the only one of your children you haven’t disowned or publicly humiliated. Who cares? You, and you alone. The voters (you remember them, right?) care about who has done less harm to them most recently. Period. Promises are good too, particularly if you can convince voters that your deity of a candidate will keep them and maybe even justify that with, oh, maybe some relevant experience and a track record of not being a complete jackass.
I sincerely hope you enjoy insulting your neighbors through an electronic veil, I know I do. Oh, me? Who do I support? I’m not going to tell you, and not because I really want to stay on the call and mail lists, though I did get a good laugh out of Berny’s “Welcome to America” piece. I just don’t want to give you the easy out, I want to make you think about what you say, and why you suppose you have any right to say it. See, I’m writing myself in so you’ll have to wait for the official results. I’ll be the only person with exactly as many votes as he deserves — one, because you only know yourself well enough to make the judgments made so hastily here.
P.S. Nobody cares about your stupid blog. Seriously, how ‘bout a nice warm cup of shut the hell up? Aahhh, doesn’t that taste nice?