Sign. The. Pledge.
Period. Full stop. because we can’t make the same mistakes of 2016 all over again in 2020. I don’t wanna hear about Bernie Bro’s, or Kamala’s Kids, or Pete’s Posse, or any of those other stupid, dismissive nicknames that people will come up for referencing other candidates supporters. Schoolyard shit is Trump’s stock in trade, we have more important fish to fry.
Because, if I’m still above ground and taking nourishment on November 4, 2020, and I’m reading that Trump won reelection in the electoral college again, I’ll still sit down at the laptop keyboard that day, but what I’ll be typing is the obituary for democracy. It won’t matter if Biden, or O’Rourke, or Castro, or Klobuchar wins 9 million more popular votes. Democracy can’t survive four more years of The Pampers President.
It doesn’t matter if the Democrats increase their stranglehold on the House. And it won’t matter if the Democrats retake the Senate. The only branch of government that is holding up to the pressure rught now is the judiciary, and that tortoise shelled traitor Mitch McConnell is hell bent for leather to pack that with Trump Troglodytes. And if McConnell finishes that task, it’s game over for a generation. It won’t matter if Democrats are back in control, because a far right judiciary will simply roll back whatever they please in the courts.
Every 2020 Democratic presidential candidate has to know that their signing the pledge is a requirement for success in the primaries. Hell, the DNC could make it a condition for a place on the debate stage. We’re already more than halfway there, and for the life of me, I can’t see any reason why we shouldn’t be at 100% by Friday. And I’m not just talking about the candidates either. There’s a pledge for supporters and activists to sign too, and anybody who’s serious about ending this national nightmare needs to put pen to paper.
Because, at its core, it has to be about winning this time. Nothing else matters. Medicare for all may be the greatest medical advance since penicillin, but you won’t get it from a President Trump. And The Green New Deal may save the planet, but Trump is only interested in saving his tax returns from scrutiny. And personally, I don’t believe that there’s a candidate out there right now who can’t win the general election if they rise to the top in the primaries. If, that is, everybody out there gets behind the eventual nominee, and works their asses off as hard as we all did in 2018.Don’t get me wrong. Sometime after the third debate, I’m going to have my day of soul searching, pick a candidate, and support them throughout the primaries, for as long as they’re in the race. But if they’re out, then they’re out, and whomever is in at the finish line has my full throated support. Because that’s the way it has to be this time around, no more fuck ups. I’ve already signed the grassroots pledge, and if you’d like to commit to it as well, you can do it HERE.
Copies of President Evil, and the sequel, President Evil II, A Clodwork Orange are still sitting around collecting dust, and Amazon is starting to send me nasty e-mails. And what better time to get reacquainted with the roller coaster that was the 2016 election cycle than before the release of the final volume of the trilogy, President Evil III, All the Presidents Fen.
Cross posted on Politizoom.com
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