Thursday, 26 August 2010

My Open Letter to the Democratic Leadership

Warning: the following message to the Democratic Party is going to have some harsh language in it. so if that sort of thing offends you, bail out now.


Today I read yet another story about how “Democratic Party insiders” fear that the Democrats are going to lose their majority in the U.S House and possibly even the Senate. The “insiders” and “strategists” requested anonymity so as to “speak candidly” about the prospects.


Well allow me to speak candidly as well to these anonymous officials of the party:


What the FUCK do you people think you’re doing?


You’re supposed to be helping the Democrats win in November, you assholes, not conceding the fucking game. The dumbest assistant coach of the most hapless junior college team in the NCAA knows better than to tell reporters “yeah, jeez, it looks pretty bad, I think we’re going to get our asses kicked this season.” If he did, he’d be out of a fucking job, and good riddance.


Here’s something even I know, Brainiacs: people vote for winners. If you talk like you’re a loser, people aren’t going to vote for you. They’re either going to stay home, or they’re going to vote for the other guys. You know, the guys who are strutting around talking about how they’re going to win. Either way, it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. I’m no high ranking Democratic party strategist, but even I can figure that much out.


I’ve given my time and my money to this party, and I’ve written almost weekly in support of its candidates for over ten years now. Since I live in one of the most heavily conservative areas of a southern state, I take shit for it every day--including the occasional anonymous threat--from mouth breathing redneck assholes and cranky old racist teabaggers who treat me like something they scraped off their orthopedic shoes because I don’t think Sarah Palin is the Second Coming, with Tits. And you want to know what new and exciting flavor that shit’s being served in lately? “Even your own leadership thinks you’re losing in November. HAW HAW HAW!” Thanks a lot, you craven sons of bitches. Thanks just fucking LOADS.


I’m still fighting though. And I don’t even get paid a “political strategist’s” salary to do it. So why the hell are you pulling down hefty bucks to throw the game?


You know what, you chickenshit bastards? If you don't think the Democrats can hold a majority, then quit. Fucking leave. I mean it. Quit being a ‘high ranking Democratic strategist” and go buy a goat farm or write a novel or something. Put some people in charge of the party with some goddamn backbone and some will to win. Because for all the sports analogies, this isn’t a game. It’s the future of the country we all love. And you defeatist lackwits are about to let it fall back into the hands of the same people who ran it into the ditch.


You want any kind of meaningful reform to be stalled because some birther lunatic is tying up the Senate until Obama personally walks down to the Capitol and gives him a DNA sample to prove he’s human? Then keep talking. You want to see some right wing dingbat tie up the House for the next two years with investigations over how much the First Lady spent on her last pair of shoes?


You don’t? Then SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET BACK TO WORK.


Do your damn jobs, which do NOT include eroding the confidence in your own ranks and making the other guys look like the winners three months before the election.


If anyone who reads this knows any of these “insiders”, will you please pass this along to them? Maybe somehow, some way, one of them will get the message that we want leaders who’ll fight for the party and for the future of America.

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