As always, I’ll get straight to the meat of the matter.
There are some who presume to wave a schoolmarmy finger at the more forthright (yeah, we’ll go with forthright)among us. The slightest deviation from their Kumbaya caring circle code of conduct, and you’ll be sternly admonished to “be more like Bernie.”
Ah, no. I will be like Kathy, who has no problem hitting neo-liberals with the reality stick, repeatedly if necessary. Because I’m me, not Bernie, who’s interactional style is considerably different than my own. I understand Bernie’s reasoning and even respect his capacity for restraint. He’s a better person than I am in that regard.
But this deifying of Bernie Sanders by some of his supporters is fucking ridiculous. Deifying anyone is fucking ridiculous. I didn’t support Hillary when he encouraged us to. Bernie had no choice per his agreement with the DNC. I, on the other hand, did have a choice and took my vote over to “Green”-er pastures, as was, and still is, my prerogative. If you need a Daddy that’s on you. But some of us are perfectly capable of examining the information and choosing our own path.
As far as my vitriol hurting Bernie — puleeze. If anything hurts Bernie, it’s the mealymouthed, milquetoast wimpiness of some of his supporters who insist we mustn't upset or insult anyone no matter the circumstances.
Look, my delicate little flowers. This isn’t a fucking cotillion. We are literally in a fight for our lives, our children’s lives. Please and thank you are luxuries we can ill afford. The time for civility has long since passed.
Long. Since. Passed.
And in any case, we need a combination of those willing to turn the other cheek, and others at the ready with a swift left hook if warranted. Deal with it, and stop admonishing those who love and support Bernie but also have minds of their own. Don’t dis the foot soldiers doing all the heavy lifting while you strum “Get Together” on your acoustic.
So put your latte down and your dukes up boys and girls. No-one is going to just hand us what…