Charles Schulz cartoon via Pinterest.com
The DNC virtual convention was apparently obnoxious, filled
with liars and scolds, etc. The reports I read made me glad to have had the TV
on another channel. The post-convention
wrap-ups have been both entertaining and alarming. This post
mortem by Julie Kelly at American Greatness starts off:
A healthy political party—just
like a healthy individual—has certain traits and habits that nourish overall
wellness. A diversity of interests, a sense of humor, a curious mind, a
measured temperament, and an occasional endorphin-release from physical
activity are just a few things that contribute to the fitness of a human being.
The same kind of characteristics should be found on a collective scale in a
thriving, muscular, and stable political party.
None of those qualities, however,
can be detected in the present-day Democratic Party.
For all the squawking about Donald
Trump’s alleged unfitness for office and insistence that the Republican Party
is populated with zombie-like Trump cultists, in reality it is the Democratic
Party that needs an extended stay at a detox facility to cleanse its
sickly mind and body.
The party’s ailments have been on
full display this week. Look no further than the freakish music video that
closed out the first night of the Democratic National Convention. Billy Porter,
a gay black Broadway star, and geriatric Steven Stills of Crosby, Stills, and
Nash teamed up to remake Stills’ 1966 classic, “For What It’s Worth.”
The video was a performative
display of the party’s schizophrenia: A white ’60s counterculture icon and a
Dracula-costumed POC LGBTQ activist offering an inharmonious version of a
Vietnam-era tune as the official anthem for the candidacy of a feeble
establishment codger and his unaccomplished cackling sidekick quickly shredding
their faux moderate façade in fealty to the party’s lunatic fringe of
America-hating nihilists.
Somebody call a doctor.
The Democratic Party is not well.
Joe Biden is neither mentally nor physically healthy enough to run the country,
yet the party remains in denial. Biden’s conduct should raise all sorts of red
flags but party stalwarts are hellbent on dragging him across the finish line
in November in an almost cruel act of selfishness.
While Democrats willfully ignore
Biden’s fragility, the party is fixated on every move, utterance, and tweet
from Donald Trump in a way that any mental health professional would diagnose
as obsessive.
Their rage often is expressed in
alarming public outbursts. From tearing
up a State of the Union address to threatening to
“impeach the motherfucker” and calling for
“unrest in the streets” against Trump supporters, the Democratic Party is
controlled by emotionally unstable people who behave more like mad stalkers
than rational adults.
They have one hallucination after
another. For three years, Democrats rocked back and forth wrapped in a
collusion straightjacket mumbling about the Russians(!) and lighting candles
for Special Counsel Robert Mueller. One Democratic leader made
up phone conversations between Trump and the Ukrainian president; one
presidential candidate pretends to be Native American.
Now, metal mailboxes disappear before
their very eyes.
. . .
Read the entire column here.
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