TINVOWOOT: it’s not just a slogan anymore.
It has now been one hundred days since the Investiture of the Puppet, and the political junkies have moved out of the “honeymoon” phase and into the early run-up to the 2022 midterms and the 2024 presidential contest. Republican stalwarts are plotting strategy for retaking the House and/or Senate. The intertubes are abuzz with speculation about whether Trump will run again, or whom he might pick as his running mate, or whom he might endorse if he decides not to run. Pundits and punditesses are tracking and analyzing Joe Biden’s every mumbled utterance and Kamala Harris’ every raucous guffaw. Cartoonists and meme artists are in a frenzy of mockery, given that they have so much ludicrosity and buffoonery at hand to work with.
But, really, what’s the point?
To all appearances everything in the political world is business as usual. As if nothing out of the ordinary happened in the wee hours of November 4, 2020. As if millions of votes weren’t created out of thin air — call it “fiat voting” — by the party that runs the permanent government and operates in symbiosis with the media and Big Tech. As if the same scoundrels aren’t in control of how the votes will be counted next time. As if they aren’t plotting even greater control (see H.R. 1, the “For the People Act”).
Even Donald Trump seems to subscribe to the widespread illusion, and is looking forward to trying again in 2024. Doesn’t he realize why he lost to an unappealing apparatchik afflicted with senile dementia? Why does he think the result will be any different when he has to run against Kamala?
I enjoy reading the punditry of mainstream Republican partisans, who post witty and entertaining observations about all the bizarre political goings-on in Washington D.C., or on the Left Coast, or in the lofty empyrean of the ivory towers of Woke Academia. But I don’t confuse any of it with reality. The sound and fury of D.C. bears no more relation to real life than do The West Wing or The Simpsons. Paying attention to all that political theater is just a way of passing time until Ragnarøk finally arrives in full force.
I must admit, however, that I find it difficult to put aside my ingrained habits of thinking. Whenever some particularly grotesque Progressive policy is implemented by city, state, or federal lawmakers, my customary response is: “Well, those people got what they voted for.”
It’s hard to remember that they may not actually have voted for it. It’s quite possible, especially at the federal level, that key office-holders who shepherd the enactment of all this egregious wokeness were not the choice of a majority of voters in their particular constituencies. Democrats and RINOs have now perfected the process of controlling who gets elected.
He ain’t just whistling Dixie on that. I’ve been wondering a good bit about whether they really might have “voted for it” myself, what with the audacious skullduggery we’ve witnessed of late. In fact, we all might have cause to wonder. Exhibit A:
Are Free and Fair Elections in America Possible?
A disturbing look inside 42 Broadway.
What follows is detailed and factual account of crucial importance to all Americans regardless of political party affiliation, in understanding local, regional, and national elections and what has been corrupting our political election process.
Today, political candidates are blocked from even appearing on the ballot due to the nefarious machinations of political insiders.
This is not a Republican issue or a Democrat issue, but an American issue involving all political parties. It is about democratic participation in our political system. It is how potential candidates do not even reach the ballot box and are thwarted by entrenched political insiders in collusion with Board of Elections executives. Thus, the status quo is maintained. It is the undermining of the foundation of the democratic voting process that we the voters trust, which has been usurped by ten political “commissars” in a room.
The nefarious drama took place, as it always does, at 42 Broadway in Manhattan, in the bleak hearing room of the Board of Elections. In this room, the 31 Republican candidates knew their fate was already determined. This is the factual account of 31 Republican candidates, running for public and party offices in Queens, who were recently thrown off the ballot for meaningless technicalities, thereby denying 130,000 registered Republican voters in Queens County, NY a choice in the upcoming June 22nd Primary Election.
A former commissioner revealed some of the shocking details of the insider protection racket at the top tiers of the Board of Elections and party organizations. According to the former insider, the commissioners, general counsel, the party bosses all collaborate to pre-determine the approved candidates to get on the ballot and who they want to knock off. These private “horse-trading” sessions occur prior to the public commissioners hearings, which are carefully pre-scripted to make sure the insurgent candidates do not have ballot access in their party’s Primary Election.
This is how the story played out.
Trust me, you’re definitely gonna want to read all of this one. It’s staggering to consider the possibility that even as stout a bastion of liberalism as NYC might actually not be quite as stout as all that, like we’ve all been manipulated into assuming.
In conversation with friends and family recently I’ve stated my personal hope that, in the next presidential “election,” Real Americans express their disdain for the wholly fraudulent charade by staying home en masse. It won’t happen, of course, but I’d be pleased to see the next Housetrained Republican Inc™ offering get no more than, say, three or four thousand votes total. No, your protest non-vote won’t suffice to fix things, nor is it going to get us all out of this mess. If nothing else, though, the rotten, thieving backroom-blaggards in charge will at least be made aware that they’re no longer fooling anybody—that the game is at last up, and we’re neither willing to continue playing nor interested any longer in being played.
Voting is a tacit grant of legitimacy to an electoral system with no discernible trace of any. By our participation, the flimsy “consent of the governed” illusion is sustained and perpetuated. It’s time and well past time that Real Americans in massive numbers let it be known—loud, clear, and in no uncertain terms—that consent has been unequivocally revoked. Let The Power stew on that one while the rest of us go on planning, preparing, and battening down the hatches for whatever’s coming next.
“We’re really gonna show ’em in 2022/2024/2056/whenever”? Oh, PUH-LEEZE. Just shut the fuck up already with that tripe, willya? At this point, you’re just embarrassing yourselves. The American electoral system is irrepairably broken, beyond all hope of reform, not to be relied upon or trusted in. It has been for many years, perhaps longer than even someone as profoundly cynical as myself would believe. The one and only redeeming quality of our national “elections,” trifling though it is, resides in whatever entertainment they may still provide for the gullible, the mentally retarded, lonely old shut-ins, and/or the terminally bored. Serious, honest people must stop pretending it isn’t so. We can’t afford to. American elections are a joke…and that ain’t no laughing matter.
Update! Almost forgot to throw WRSA its due and proper “Via…” credit for the Bodissey link, as well as for the fine vintage Don Surber quote that’s going with a quickness into our Notable Quotes sidebar section. Thanks much, my brother.