Democrats just destroyed the GOP at the ballot box again Tuesday night, and are licking their chops to finish the job behind Kamala Harris in November.
Vance filled his memoir "Hillbilly Elegy" with selections from the greatest hits of “poornography”—violence, drugs, sex, obscenity and filth. But Vance himself was never actually impoverished.
It’s time to turn the page on the dusty, antiquated sexism-disguised-as-strength that Trump represents and to reject the Evangelical/Republican/MAGA toxic masculinity once-and-for-all.
Contestants in the Weird Olympics will be scored on the shortness of time they hold ideological positions, a position’s outlandishness and the aesthetics of its total illogicality. Judges give bonus scores for bald-faced lying.
Kamala Harris has a real opportunity to contrast her humor and positive energy with a very dark vision from the GOP—without letting them dictate when it’s OK for her to laugh.
And for eight years we began to sleepwalk through the world, physically here and moving through daylight but not fully present, not totally seeing—caught between the true nightmare and the imagined dream.
It’s been around 70 years since the McCarthy era. And most Americans today have no direct memory of its excesses and the damage done, both to families targeted and to Americans’ trust in our institutions of government.
Donald Trump, blindsided by Joe Biden’s decision to pass the torch, and suffering buyer’s remorse over the weird dude he chose as a running mate, is just one hissy fit away from saying the quiet part out loud at a rally.
The twists and turns of life have put Kamala Harris atop the Democratic ticket. She will be the president of the United States of America. She will end the MAGA madness, and send Trump into a final exile in Palm Beach.
We need to show up now: in numbers that cannot be manipulated, in a show of strength and resolve that is simply unalterable, in a moment so immune from pollution that it will be undeniable.