I’m the real uniter

For the second Sunday in a row, through my fabulous cooking and awesome powers of persuasion, I have changed the mind of an Obamabot.

And no- I did not fill them up with my own brand of Unity Koolaid. (Though I could totally make it, I go the skills)

No, I simply used the HopeandChangers own words against him. Once my dear female friend heard about “some control” she was done.

Once a younger, male, arms get tingly when I hear Obama speak, student who came over to watch bad sci fi heard me give direct Pony quotes, he has shocked.

When he said he couldn’t vote for Hillary because if he was going to vote for a woman he’s vote for a real woman, I kept my growly anger in check and just flat out said- give me a reason that’s not loaded in sexism and I’ll argue it. She is a real woman. He got it (I did mention he is young- it took him a sec but he got it). And he couldn’t give me a non-sexist reason.

I know our caucus (least democratic thing in the world) is over, but come November I’ve got two new voters.

Cause it’s always the woman’s fault

Well Michelle Obama, should we blame you for your husband’s raging misogyny.

Maybe we should, since you blame Hillary for Bill’s infidelity. Or maybe we should blame you for his loss in PA. It must be because you’re an uppity woman (huhm, it isn’t nice to have someone else’s failings laid on, you is it.)

And should we be surprised that you parrot that same old misogyny line for your hubby’s benefit. Oh Michelle, it’s not cute when Ann Coulter plays sexist exceptionalist. Why would you think you can get away with it?

Or maybe I am tacking the wrong tack here. Maybe, since the press (Hello dimwitted sod from the Nation) likes to blame Hillary for everything that has come out of Bill’s mouth ever, we should blame Obama for everything that comes out of your mouth. Which isn’t really that much of a stretch. While Hillary and Bill do seem to have entirely different opinions on many things, it is clear that in your addled brain your husband’s misogyny is right in line with your own.

You know what they say about people in glass houses. Now that you’ve basically told every woman who ever had a man cheat on her that it was her fault, how long before your dear hubby does the same to you? You’ve just given him the perfect excuse. It’s all your fault.

Periodically speaking

Sometimes The Nation is full of shit.

You would think that there are only three demographics in this race, white men, old white women, and blacks. Oh wait, there are some younger women too, but they are confused little flowers who can’t pick sexism out for themselves but know it feels icky.

This craptastic piece goes through extraordinary lengths to paint the Clinton campaign as directly racist.

Yet there is no mention of the obviously sexist trope that has come out of Obama’s own mouth.

I think someone drank the Unity Pony koolaid, but wants to still look “fair and balanced”.

It’s not fair and balanced until you talk about how Obama thinks women should only have “some control over their own bodies”, or about how he’s for parental consent laws for abortion, or how he likes to use sexist dog whistles in campaign speeches. You don’t have to tie yourself in knots to see the sexism there. It comes straight from the Unity Pony’s mouth.

No more caucuses, No more party

Caucuses are not democratic. They are designed to give party insiders the upper hand in choosing candidates. They keep the working class (who cannot afford to spend half a day arguing when work needs to be done) from participating. They keep political neophytes from participating. They are a tool of intimidation and bullying.

And no one knows that better then Obama and his supporters.

Everyday I become more disenchanted with the entire Democratic party. I know it’s politics and politics are dirty. But we are selling out our most basic ideas for political gain, instead of using politics to further those basic ideas.

We are Democrats. We count votes. We count all the votes. Disenfranchisement is a Republican tool. Bullying, intimidation, and election fraud are Republican tools. But we are keeping two large states from having their say in the election and there are repeated calls to end the process when NO WINNER CAN BE CHOSEN TILL THE SUPER DELEGATES DECIDE.

The basic premise of the Democratic party is that everyone, regardless of race or class or sex, counts. What I have seen in this campaign is women being thrown under the bus, the poor and working class thrown under the bus, the old thrown under the bus. That is not the Democratic party.

I have been told repeatedly that by refusing to vote for Obama, I am handing the election to the McSame.

But I am starting to see little difference between the two male candidates. Neither thinks women should have complete control over their own bodies. Both have been known to use misogyny to control women around them. Both pander to the wealthy while ignoring the majority of the country. Neither would guarantee healthcare for everyone. Neither has a solid plan for fixing the economy. Neither gives a rat’s ass about the poor.

Sure, Obama says he’s more anti-war than anyone else, though in his very short Senate career he has yet to prove it.

I have been a member of the Democratic party since forever. I chose this side because I believe in working to make things better for everyone. I do not believe wealth proves people to be more ethical or intelligent, and I do not think poverty is a moral failure of the people who live in it. And I cannot vote for someone who does believe those things, even if he is a Dem.

The Democratic party is about to change. Either it returns to a basic platform of equality and access for everyone, or it will fracture. And I know what side of the break I’ll be on.

When Hopium Smokers Get Desperate

they doctor old documentaries to make it seem like Clinton’s supporters are both racist and hate Indiana.

Nice to see the desperation boys. You know, they say a hopium addiction is really hard to kick. It takes about 15 minutes of using common sense and a whole lotta self-examination. Why are you a sexist? Why would you give up all reason and rational thinking for a mythical unity pony? How come you were so easily swayed by someone’s charisma while the glaring reality was invisible to you? Are you really just a dumb follower who is easily distracted by pretty words like a fish is distracted by shiny gum wrappers?

I feel like chicken tonight

(Does anyone remember those silly Chicken Tonight commercials? Cause I do and now I totally have it stuck in my head)

Since that is out of the way, via NO Quarter comes a little video about chickens and Obama and debate. This is another “It’s Funny Cause It’s True” video. I should make that a tag.

Enjoy

Edited to add: Also from NO Quarter- the best description of Obamabots yet. “Smoking hopium” Bahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

How Barak Fails the Working Class

The media would like us all to think that the working class isn’t voting for Obama because he’s an arugala eating, latte drinking, non-bitter elitist.

Note to the media- we working class people know about Starbucks. We drink lattes too. We don’t think Hillary spends her days shopping at Walmart and eating at MacDonalds. We don’t care if our next president is someone we can have a beer with.

And note to Obamabots- it’s not just the white working class that doesn’t trust Obama. It’s the Latinos and the Asians. It’s pretty much everyone but the African Americans (and we can’t fault them for voting for someone who looks like them).

Obama cannot win the working class because Obama has NO FRICKEN IDEA what we need. His ideas all center on making things easier for business. We know that benefits to businesses usually involve less protection for us. Less job protection, less retirement protection, less wage protection, fewer benefits, more hours, etc.

We, the working class, need wages that will pay our housing, gas, and food costs. We need health insurance that doesn’t cripple us. We need a country with a future. We need another industry boom that creates living wage jobs. We need education that is affordable for ourselves and our children. We need a real way to save for retirement. We need options for our young people above and beyond becoming fodder for the war machine. We need schools in our neighborhoods that prepare kids, not warehouse them.

Yes, there is part of us that remembers Bill Clinton. But what so many people fail to realize is that the working class has been in a recession since Bush took office in 2001. We have never had an upward swing under Bush. But under Clinton we got raises. When Clinton was president, my income doubled every year that I worked full time. I actually made it to the middle class. I had a house and a car that was paid for and ran. I could pay for childcare and rent and utilities.

Since Bush took office, my income has decreased by 30% every year until it hit half the poverty level. And I’ve been stuck there since. That is 7.5 years of poverty. That more than half my kid’s life.

We trust Hillary not just because we remember Bill, but because we know she actually thinks about our plight. We know that she has the big wonkish brain to find solutions that actually help us.

Hope and change are lovely ideas, but we can’t feed our kids hope and change. We can’t pay for college with hope and change. We can’t by food on hope and change credit. We want solutions. We want to count. We want our kids to have a shot at the American dream, though for the last 8 years it’s become obvious that we are the new feudal class. Our Lord and Employer may change, but there is no way for us to improve our lot anymore.

We don’t care if the person with the right ideas drinks lattes or coffee regular. We don’t care if that person drinks Bud or Burgundy. And we want someone who understands that we aren’t just bitter, we are angry. We got promised the American dream only to have our homes foreclosed on. We know we’ve been fed a load of shit. We want someone to make the promise reachable again. We know Hillary has the not only the chops to do it, but the desire to. Barak is just feeding us another load of hopeful shit, but we know the taste already.