I'm a graduate of the UNC School of Journalism, having gotten my degree in the early 80s. Back then, we were proud of our position as a national leader with a fabulous faculty and a great reputation. That was then.
If you think Democrats and progressives suck at messaging, you won't get any argument from me. I can't tell you the number of opportunities we've missed over the years. The whole "Defund the Police" fiasco is just the latest example of failing to get the basics of language and branding right. Nobody's in charge, and a lot of stupid stuff happens.
Of all the pressing questions facing the good citizens of North Carolina, it's hard to imagine that this most crushing intrusion into a person's very own identity would somehow rise to the top of the list of issues on the minds of the two most powerful men in our legislature. But there it is. Again.
I got into a gentle argument with a born-again sister the other day. She was foolish enough to claim exalted status by virtue of having been baptized at the tender age of twelve, which meant nothing to me. My own sacred conversion happened when I was ten, dunked in the chlorinated baptismal pool behind the pulpit at the Second First Baptist Church in Newport News, Virginia. Under the watchful eye of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost, my being born again was witnessed by a huge congregation of foot-stomping, hallelujah-singing racists, not a single black person in sight.
We knew it was bad,
those miserable years
of mindless trump of shame.
But without a shred of sanity on the lying right
there was nothing we could do
to stop the reckless decline
who did what they did
again and again
simply because they could.
There will always be a Flat Earth Society dedicated to disagreeing with conventional and scientific wisdom. You say up, I say down. The motivation lies in some perverse sense of pride. Of disagreeing with authority.
I think that way myself sometimes. I know flossing is good for me, for example, which is why I skip doing it so often. You're not the boss of me. We're seeing a lot of that lately.
Trump, enabled by a handful of Republican traitors, has taken the final step on the road to insurrection. Dipshits like Richard Hudson, Maddie Cawthorn and senile Virginia Foxx all deserve fates worse than death. Here's hoping they all rot in hell.
I know more than a few people who have been kicked off of Facebook for sharing dark thoughts. Some for simply wishing out loud that Republican bad actors would drop dead on the spot. I personally was sent to time-out for expressing my hopes that Trump and his whole squad of dipshits and dumbasses would expire from choking on chicken bones.
With every passing day, the damage done by traitorous Republicans to our society worsens. These people have let evil loose in America and we will be generations finding our way forward again.
One thing I like to study is what's called "revenge theory." It's a way of understanding social phenomena where a thing you're trying to avoid is the thing you cause to happen. It explains more things than you might imagine.
For example, recent funding restrictions in Iowa on Planned Parenthood have resulted in a growing number of abortions. Surprise, surprise.
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