USA TODAY: The annual CPAC dog-and-pony show gets underway today in Florida, and is receiving more mainstream media attention than usual because the stone will be rolled away and the RepubliQan messiah will be resurrected (at least temporarily). It's a long time until the next presidential election, and there are probably at least a dozen (R)s who have the White House as their goal, maybe even more. Are all of them willing to put their personal ambition in storage for eight years in a display of devotion to a TRash dUMP on wheels like The Former Guy? I expect they aren't, and listening to three more years of his fucking grievances and self-promotion will get old fast. For now, obsequious ass-kissing is their only safe play, and we'll see if it's permanent as we get some separation from 2020.
Update 1:04 AM Saturday: A lot of reporting from the CPAC shit circus, with tales of golden statues of The Former Guy (false idols) and a main stage built in the shape of a Nazi symbol known as the Odal Rune (fascism). Every year, the CPAC convention is a fresh reminder that right-wingers really are the worst fucking people in the world.
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